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History of Nifelheim
The sounds of life rose from behind the wooden wall surrounding the small village of Periah. Dawn was some time past, and the villagers went about their daily lives as they always did, come poor weather, raids, and what ever else might come their way. Merchants set their stalls, cooks tended to their fires and prepared to feed their customers, and children helped with their chores before running off to have their fun. A few wagons trundled up the road, some ways off yet, but undoubtedly intending to bring business. For a small outpost town, life was as good as it got, and they had not suffered greatly in some time.
Sunlight glared onto the nearby cliff face and reflected into the windows of the inn, shedding light on any patron still asleep at this hour. More specifically, right into the face of a fairly young beastgirl, taking the opportunity for some extra sleep before heading into the wilder areas again. Her face scrunched against the light, trying to deny its existence, but eventua
Heartcore Harem: Arc II, Chapter 11* * *
Arc II - Bonding
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Syranon let himself flop onto his bed, a massive sigh escaping his lungs. He had managed to get through the baths without angering either of the girls, somehow, and wanted nothing more than to now rest in peace and solitude. He thought he could feel an odd sense of satisfaction but was unable to identify why or how. "Must be Suko or Teodora," he muttered, concluding it was the Bond. "I suppose most guys would be happy in my shoes, especially with the bath situation."
"What 'bath situation' would that be, hmm?" came a voice from the shadows. The beastman sat bolt upright in alarm and stared into the dark where the voice had come from. He swallowed in surprise when Amethyst Lashiec emerged, malice in her shining eyes. "It wouldn't happen to be a situation related to my sister, would it?"
He started backing up as she approached, scooting away on the bed. "Your sister? W-why would you ask that?"
"Oh, I don't know," the succubus said in a wistful tone
Heartcore Harem: Arc II, Chapter 10The sun shone high in the sky when the morning instruction ended. Stretching the lingering kinks in his muscles out from the morning's exercises with Ryodalin and the beating from Amethyst, Syranon sighed and dreaded what the next morning might bring. His first Bondmate, Sukina, interrupted his train of thought. "Syranon, are you feeling better?"
Nodding in affirmation, he answered her concerned query. "Yes. My healing spell took care of the worst of the damage. The soreness is just lingering, and it's honestly somewhat pleasant when it's from the normal exercises, bruises aside."
"Good," she sighed, relieved. "I was worried you were mad about my sister's actions. I'm sorry she got so carried away, I just don't know what got into her."
"It was painful, but I guess I'm not angry about it. It's over with now, and she looked upset enough over how angry YOU seemed that I didn't really need to dwell on it. Even if it was over the top of her, we need to work together later on. Holding a grud
Heartcore Harem: Arc II, Chapter 9Arc II - Bonding
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Syranon stood several meters from Ryodalin and bore a somewhat resigned look. When his first Bondmate, Sukina Lashiec, had asked to join him for his morning trainings with Ryodalin, he saw no problem with the request. In fact, if he had been open, he was somewhat excited to have another friend there to counter his human one's aggression.
His enthusiasm hit a sturdy wall several days later, however, when his Bondmate had brought along her sister Amethyst. To top even that, it seemed Teodora had decided to join them as well, looking nearly as perturbed as Amethyst. The two rivals were standing off to the side with Sukina while Syranon and Ryodalin sparred, casting glares at him and his Bondmate. Syranon raised the wooden staff he was using today and blocked a vicious kick from the redhead with it. Using the force of the impact, he leapt back to create some distance between the two of them before leaping in, using the tip of his weapon like a spear.
Heartcore Harem: Arc II, Chapter 8* * *
Arc II - Bonding
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Words seeming of nonsense emerged from his mouth as he began channeling the energies necessary for the ritual. Moving to one side of the largest runed circle in the center of the floor, Sukina turned her back to Syranon and started to unbutton her uniform, fingers hesitant. The beastman himself took a deep breath to steel himself and moved opposite her, doing the same. He could feel the heat spreading across his face and stopped before removing his shirt. "Sir Asmodai...is stripping down so much really necessary?"
The overfiend was in no position to answer, so Sukina, turned her head to look over her shoulder and respond for him. "Yes...besides the minor aspect of keeping our clothes intact, the bond requires a...rather intimate beginning. Since we would be linked by soul, there can be no hiding about the body. Do...do you want to stop, Syranon? I don't want to force you into anything against your will..."
A swallow brought his voice back to him,
Heartcore Harem: Arc I, Chapter 7* * *
Arc I - Aptitude Testing
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"Suko!" Syranon shouted, trying to rouse the younger demoness. A faint mumble escaped her lips, but no significant noise responded to him. Kneeling down he picked her up, surprised at how light she felt. He had little difficulty supporting her weight as he moved as swiftly as he dared down the stairs and out of the library. He had no idea if Amethyst knew of her sister's collapse or what might cause it, but he knew exactly who to seek out for help.
Finding himself before the door to his goal, he felt the demoness stir. "S-Syranon?" she asked, looking up at him. A blush crossed her cheeks when she realized he was carrying her. "You can put me down...if you want to..."
"Oh. Er, right," he said, helping her to her feet. She still clung to his arm for support. "What happened, Suko? Don't tell me you're fine, you just passed out."
The demoness found she couldn't meet his eyes or find words to speak before the door in front of them opened and As
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 1
"It hurts, doesn't it?"
"A little," Eren responded.
You alone entered what looked to be a sitting room, with three people wearing jackets emblazoned with the wings of freedom on their jackets. Erwin had led you to the room, then claimed that he had some business to take care of, leaving you to bravely enter the room alone. Off to the side sat Eren, on a couch and having his wounds tended to by a woman with glasses and a brunette ponytail. Not like he really needed it. Most of his injuries were already healed, and the ones that weren't were halfway there.
Eren jumped up when he saw you. "_____!" he blurted out, rushing over to you and grabbing you in a tight hug. "It feels like I haven't seen you in years," he whispered in your ear.
"Ow, ow, watch the head," you said, cringing when he accidentally nudged your head.
Pulling away, he looked at you questioningly, taking in your thinner appearance and the shadows beneath your eyes. "What happened to you?"
"Hit my head at Trost," you said, w
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Prologue
"_____? Can you hear me, _____?"
"I don't think she's awake."
"But-but she needs to get up!" This voice belonged to a high pitched male. "She has to come to Eren's trial. She has vital information that they'll need to hear!"
"Trial?" you murmured, slowly waking up. "What's Eren having a trial for? The only thing I remembered him killing was titans." Then you jerked up out of bed. "Holy shit! Eren is a titan, too!" You looked at the two people standing by you, who were Mikasa and Armin. "We need to go!" A momentary spasm of pain burst through your head, but it was nowhere near as bad as it had once been. Still, it was enough to make you cringe.
"Slow down," Mikasa said, placing a hand on your shoulder, steadying you as well as holding you in a sitting position on your bed. "You've been asleep for a week with a concussion. Moving around suddenly isn't a good idea."
"I've been out that long?" you asked, confused. You had been awake last night, tossing and turning in your bed, but you'd on
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader PREMISE!
That damned room was so fucking claustrophobic. Sighing as you twisted around in the hospital bed, you winced when a bolt of pain shot through your head.
"Oh, hell," you whispered, wincing in pain. You wondered if this is what your mother had felt that night, so many years ago. Or was it worse? The thought echoed in your mind as the memory flashed through your mind, incapable of forgetting it.
"Momma? Why are you sending me to bed so early?" five-year-old you had asked, wrapping your small hands in your mother's skirt.
She smiled at you fretfully. "I've got something I need to do before I go back to work tomorrow, dear," she had said, her smile looking strained.
"Aw, you have to go back to work?" you sighed, your small, childish face twisting into an adorable pout. "The survey corps never lets you have long breaks, do they mother?"
"Well, if I succeed at what I plan on doing, I'll be on a permanent break, honey," she said, picking you up and setting you on you bed, tucking you in betwe
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 2
Something warm took hold of your hands, comforting you in your troubled sleep. Grasping whatever it was touching you, you pulled yourself closer to the warmth. Funny, it felt sort of like someone's hands...
Your eyes suddenly opening wide, you found yourself cuddling the hands of whoever it was sitting next to your bed. Eyes tracing up the arms you had stolen, you found yourself staring into stormy eyes, gracing you with a faint trace of concern.
"Corporal Levi!" you exclaimed, jerking away. What a wonderful reason to have to explain to your superior that you cuddled things in your sleep.
Disoriented, you gazed about the small hospital room you were in. How did I get here? you thought vaguely. Then the memories of the trial and the conversation afterwards came rushing back to you. With a groan, you laid back on the flat pillow and covered your face with your hands.
"How long was I out this time?" you asked, almost afraid to know.
"About half a day," he responded curtly, crossing his ar
Seth And Natalee Part III
Sitting next to Sadie, Nat gave her the rest of her sandwich as she started to pick berries, eating one while she's at it.
The delicious taste of the berries made her smile, wishing Seth were here to enjoy these.
In the meantime, Seth was having a quite pleasant time too.
A loud, guttural gurgle was hear as the squirming form of his latest catch was slowly kneaded down his snake body, further swelling his already thick tail until finally end its trip, tightly pressed inside the dark, slimy tomb of the naga's second stomach.
Seth sighed in relief, happily twitching his tail while licking his lips in satisfaction.
Although he wasn't completely full, this deer was nice and big, putting out a quite wild fight inside him, much to the very organ's delight.
Nat gave Sadie a berry to try, to which the dog declined by backing away from it. "Come on, Sadie." Natalee giggled. "You won't know that you like it until you try it."
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.
“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
A Naga's Daughter (Chapter one)It wasn't fair, why did she have to be this way, why did it have to be her? The naga slithered about her and her mate's bedroom chamber, a worried look in her face. She was in a position that put her into a deep despair, she was unable to bear children and it broke her heart, the situation being very discouraging for both her and her mate.
The naga who's name was Josephine had fallen into a deep depression because of it. Her mate Vladimir was saddened to see her like this, he knew she had always wanted to be a mother, and it crushed him to see her hopes and dreams shattered so easily. It wasn't long ago that they learned that Josephine was barren and unable to have any children on her own. After receiving the bad news for a solid week she was inconsolable as she sobbed in their bedroom.
Vlad peeked into the room to see her pacing, he pushed the door open and entered. His golden-amber eyes sweeping over Josephine's voluptuous form, he approached his black scaled mate.
"How are you feeli
The Close CallConnor sat on the dirty floor of the abandoned shopping complex. Hard to believe this place was once a bustling center of merchandise. He glanced again at the darkened floors of the human side. Jane had told him she'd just be a few minutes to explore. He agreed there was a thrill about being out here, where only bums or daredevils had the guts to come on a no-trespassing property. But he was selfish, and wanted his girlfriend to pay more attention to him than these crusty old floor boards. He ran a hand through his close-cropped dirty blonde hair and let out a puff of impatient air.
"Jay, would you hurry up? I'm falling asleep out here."
Conner's crazy deep voice echoed through the bare brick walls. The building itself was older than its last retail occupants, and she was severely in love with its old world, industrial charm. Jane grinned a huge smile and shook her head. Glee and a deeply loving feeling washed through her.
"Good Lord babe!" She yelled back. Walking to an opening
Black Knight Chapter 1
It was a cool spring night in San Francisco, California. The streets were unusually quiet, but that was hardly a problem. The fewer people around, the better. It would be so unfortunate if some…accident were to happen.
Alistair glanced over his shoulder as he slowly walked towards the dark office building. The night had been calm so far, but it was also only beginning of this little outing. The hardest part would be getting past the lobby. Good security guards, despite their low pay and almost useless position, always seemed to get it into their heads that their jobs were just as important as the Secret Service. They scrutinized every detail and overreacted to any minor discrepancy, ev
HomesickI am the river's son,
my arteries flowing turquoise
and turning to rapids
rushing around my frame,
filling me with this sense
of buoyancy, minnows
tickling my sternum.
I am the river's son.
My palms caress each
silty shoreline, every
battered bank and bend,
and these places I know
so well become me
as my fingerprint,
even the bridge above me
inflamed by the afternoon
sun-glow, burning rusty and
the steel blue sky.
I am the river's son;
I bring my home along
like hermit crab,
where I step
I pull water from the earth.
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