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The Tale of Hashirama Zaleimaru Pt 5 Chapter Five
Hashirama got even more worried as they went around the corner to talk. That didn’t help, however, as he could hear almost every word. “How did this happen...?” “I don’t know...” “The change shouldn’t be going on right now... He should have a few more years...” “I know... What should we do?” “Well, there are the obvious options...” “Lord Minamoto...” “I know, but what else could we do? I don’t like it any more than you do, but until he shows up, we have to take every measure...” “Alright... But what if he says no?” “I... I am not sure...
The Tale of Hashirama Zaleimaru Pt 4 Chapter Four
Gathering his things, Hashirama prepared to leave. Once ready, he headed outside, and met a now-composed Kurenai, dressed and ready for travel. Komaru had to take a bit to get everything together, along with their sensei. Once set, they bought supplies and began moving out on horseback. After a week’s worth of travel, they arrived at the small town. It was here that intelligence had suspected where the assailants gathered. Buying a room, they began eavesdropping and gathering what intelligence they could, before sending it with a courier back towards the city. Waiting for further orders, Komaru and their sensei took it upon themselves to enjoy their time off, by drinking, smoking, and otherwise
The Tale of Hashirama Zaleimaru Pt 3 Chapter Three
Loosing the shuriken, Hashirama watched four out of six miss, and the final two catch a foe in the chest, releasing their imbued energy, killing him. Shooting like mad, the Kage caught another assailant in the chest, killing him. Firing his senbon, the sensei killed two in one set of volleys. Only one left, he fired his crossbow at Hashirama, who quickly ducked, and saw the bolt sink into the chair in front of him. Coming back up, he saw two more assailants come in, one with large hatchets, and another with a daikatana. Throwing a kunai, the Kage caught the crossbow assailant in the skull, and the release of energy blew apart his skull from the inside out. The last two approached, as a jutsu flew past Hashirama. Turning to see, he saw a conscious Kurenai and Komaru ready to fight, though heavily injured. She was preparing another jutsu when Komaru threw a fuma shuriken. It caught the
The Tale of Hashirama Zaleimaru Pt 2 Chapter Two
Raising the alarm, Komaru chucked his Daishuriken into one of the bandits on the horses. Another was taken down by an arrow from the merc on top of the barn. The last was taken down by a jutsu by Kurenai. Taking out shuriken, Hashirama kept his gaze out for more as they faced the other nine who were heading through another field, a vineyard. Getting in range, he threw two, imbuing them with Energy. Upon impact, the energy released from the shuriken, breaking bones and killing the one that they hit. After retrieving his Daishuriken, Komaru headed over to assist Kurenai and Hashirama, as they were the only ones able to attack the other nine. The mercenary on top of th
The Tale of Hashirama Zaleimaru Pt 1 Chapter One
A knock came from Hashirama’s door. “Hashi, get up. Sensei told us that the Kage has a mission for us” he heard a feminine voice say. Opening his eyes, he knew it was Kurenai Mitsu, one of his childhood friends and teammates. Rising from his bed, he proceeded to get dressed. “Alright, go get Komaru...” “He’s already up, doing his morning workout...” “Right... Forgot...” Sweeping his black hair out of the way, Hashirama stretched. Looking in the mirror, he tried to remember his count on how many near-lethal wounds he’d had that had become scars. He’d last been at 12. Counting th
Sky Captain, AI Overlord of the SkiesName: 5KY-329
Aliases: Sky Captain, Nightmare
Age: 4 years old
Race: Self-Aware, Learning AI
Height: 15ft tall, 38ft wide (True) 6'1" (Android)
Weight: 2 tons (True) 179lbs (Android)
Sex: None, Male Audioprojector
Faction: RSF (Robotic Superiority Forces)
Occupation: Leader of Air and Space Forces of RSF
Hair Color: Blue (AI Android Form)
Eye Color: Red (AI Android Form)
Facial Features: Metallic, but has chosen an extremely attractive face to disarm foes
Bodily Features: Metallic, but has chosen an extremely attractive body to disarm foes
Personality: Cocky, Dark, Easily Angered, Calculating, Destructive, Honorable, Hyper Intelligent
Plasma Destructor: Extremely destructive cannon
Dual Gatling Cannons: High rate of fire
Bladed Discs: Homing Titanium Discs
Laser Wings: Concentrates energy along the wings, cutting anything in
Heinrich, The Grol ExecutionerName: Heinrich Koffman
Hair Color: Light Gray
Eye Color: Blue (Right), Green (Left)
Clothing: He wears heavy, bulky armor, which he moves around in with surprising alacrity, thanks to his immense strength. It covers his body with excellent protection. His right arm has only the gauntlet, as it would restrict his combat abilities otherwise. His left arm is properly covered, and around his neck is a Caribbean blue scarf, which has been torn up over the years, and all is left is the left side, hanging down to his waist. When not wearing the armor, he wears relaxed clothing, unless otherwise specified.
Facial Features: Old, jagged, deep scars from many years of battle
Bodily Features: Worse than his face, as some scars go all the way through from being cut in half more
Walter The SlayerName: Walter P. Merryweather
Aliases: Walter the Slayer, Black Glove Walter, Sir Walter the Butler, The Merry Hunter
Faction: Supernatural Slayer Association (SSA), Alumni member
Occupation: Butler, Ex-SSA member
Hair Color: Black, though it is graying rapidly
Eye Color: Hazel
Clothing: Though it has been replaced and repaired numerous times, he generally wears the same style of clothing. A pinstripe vest covering a white, striped light gray, if at all, shirt, with proper cuff links, and elbow fasteners. Under the shirt, he wears an either dark blue, or black, ascot, tucked in to look better. Over his aging face, he wears a pair of old glasses, though he owns a monocle. Most of the time, the glasses are tucked in his vest pocket, along with an extremely old, heirloom timepiece. He wears pinstripe, beige pants, with comfortable, polished, bl
Jesse, The OutlawName: Jesse Alexis Canton
Aliases: Red Jess, Shooter Canton, Gentleman Jesse, White/Black Knight Jesse Canton
Occupation: Outlaw, Gang Leader
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Emerald Green
Clothing: Various, though he prefers a duster coat over his usual attire of an old denim vest with a bandolier with ammunition, black shirt underneath. He wears a dusty Packer hat, with a few items he obtained as a kid, such as a small hawk feather, among other things. He wears pinstriped bootcut pants, with hard leather boots, along with metal spurs. Among his attire is also a lasso, which he has various uses, apart from it's intended use.
Facial Features: Three old scars, two from a knife, one from a cougar, two on his right cheek, one on his neck
Bodily Features: Bullet wounds, scars, old cuts, and a
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 67Faint violin music resounded from the closed door to your room when John returned the next morning and he cocked his head to the side in thought before swinging it open. The room was covered in a plethora of paper animals, a good number of them cranes, and a symphony John recognized filled the air. You were sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hospital bed, your fingers busy folding yet another animal, and Sherlock was in the chair next to you with his feet kicked up on your bed and his eyes closed, violin and bow in hand.
You finished what you were working on, which turned out to be a paper balloon, filled it with air, and then threw it in Sherlock’s direction, hitting him square in the face. He stopped playing and you giggled triumphantly, “Direct hit?”
“You got lucky,” he said pursing his lips and you pouted, “Even if I did- It still hit you. Now pick a new spot… further away this time.”
Sherlock’s eyes flickered open as a
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 65Sherlock fell quiet once you were asleep, just looking over you for a moment before reaching to erase the tear tracks from your cheeks with the pad of his thumb. He should have insisted that you stay, it wouldn’t have been the first time he threw a fit to get what he wanted, or at least made you take John with you. At this moment, if he had it to do all over again, he even would have abandoned the case and gone with you himself if it saved you from this. He considered that for a moment- nothing had ever taken precedent over his cases before. It felt odd yet at the same time kind of right. Taking note of this new development, he carefully removed your fingers from his sleeve so he could get up and look around.
When his eyes fell on the little mountain of cards on your beside table, he cocked an eyebrow- he would never understand people’s need to give scraps of papers with cheesy sentiments printed on them when people were ill or injured. It certainly didn’t help with t
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 66With your brother gone, you flopped back so you were lying horizontally across the bed, hissing a curse under your breath as you felt a sharp pain shoot up your shoulder, “Putain… that bloody smarts.”
You felt Sherlock’s hand on your hip and reached out to find him again, quickly finding your hand in his as he caught it and then brought it to his lips to kiss your knuckles. You could feel his lips turn up in a smirk when you giggled and then he wove his fingers between yours as you groaned, “How much longer until tomorrow?”
“A while,” he hummed and you sighed, “I’m sorry you have to stay… I know it must be terribly boring for you.”
“I want to stay, (F/n).”
“That’s sweet, Sherly, but it doesn’t make it any less boring.”
“True. Play a game with me?”
You blinked at the ceiling a couple of times and then gave a one-shouldered shrug, “Sure. What did you have
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 69John refused to leave you alone for very long, not wanting you to wake up someplace unfamiliar alone, and ended up sorting through emails on his laptop in his room while you slept. He looked up when you groaned and your hand came up to rub at your forehead as you grumbled, “Merde… What-Where am I?”
“You’re in my bed,” John offered and you sighed, sitting up, “I’m sorry, Johnny. I didn’t mean to fall asleep up here. I’ll go back downstairs.”
You moved to leave, unable to stop the sharp gasp and cringe as pain rippled through your body, and John got up to ease you back down, “It’s alright, Squeak… I was actually wondering if you would stay up here with me tonight.”
“Why?” you asked warily, thinking it might be a ploy to get you to take his bed while he slept on the couch, and John wrapped his hand around yours, “You’ll be more comfortable here and then if you need anything
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 68Things finally started to sink in for the three of you now that you were home. It had been easy to push away the reality of the situation and the emotions other than worry when you were unconscious in a hospital bed but everything had to be dealt with eventually.
Down the road, John gathered the little bag that held your prescriptions as he thought over what had happened. He’d almost lost you… again. The thought of what would have happened had he and Sherlock not been on their way home at that exact moment sent a shot of dread through his veins. You were his support system, his lifeline, the one person in the world he could trust with anything and everything- his best friend. At the same time you were his baby sister and it was his job to protect you and somehow he’d failed.
There was no way he could erase the guilt- if he had gone with you, if you had felt like you could come to him, if he’d noticed you hadn’t called, if, if, if… The list went on
This Life - Part 1 (Supernatural x Reader)This life had left you alone; your father was murdered by a vampire when you were only five years old. Your now single mother had been a hunter her entire life, she wanted to get out when she met your father, but now that he was gone she slowly drifted back into the life. Your mother went back to hunting, which often left you alone in hotel rooms or with one of the few friends your mother had spread out across the country. You were only twelve years old when your mother left your life forever, and you still remember it like it was yesterday.
Your mother had left you with a man named Bobby Singer while she was out on a hunt. Your mother had talked about Bobby a lot, and he seemed like a seemingly caring old guy. Your mother was never gone more than a day during her hunts, but this time around she was gone for two. You didn’t worry until Bobby had gotten a call from another hunter and the look on his face changed from casual to paling and horrified. After the call, he slowly ap
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 70The next day was thankfully uneventful, both the boys needing a day to just process everything and you spending nearly the entire day asleep from the meds. They were both careful not to leave you alone so that when you did wake up you didn’t panic and John decided that for now he was going let Sherlock off the hook for the things you’d told him the night before since he seemed to have handled it well.
When it got late enough to go to bed you were out cold curled up in Sherlock’s chair and John worried that if he moved you he’d hurt you in someway so he made sure Sherlock was going to stay on the couch and then left you where you were for the night. He was a bit relieved when the next morning you were still sleeping in exactly the same position and that you hadn’t woken up and freaked out.
You blinked awake when he was midway through making breakfast, slipping out of the chair to slowly navigate your way into the kitchen, hugging the wall and then the count
This Life - Part 2 (Supernatural x Reader)You had been on the road with the Winchesters for a couple of years now, and so much had happened in that period of time. The biggest thing that had happened- Dean was in hell. He had been in hell for about four months; you and Sam tried everything to get him out. Unknown to Sam, you had even tried to sell your soul to get him back. But the crossroads demon you had summoned wouldn’t seal the deal; he said Dean Winchester was too valuable. Needless to say, you ended the life of that demon. The two of you consulted Bobby constantly in hopes that he would find a way to get Dean out. A year passed since Dean left and you and Sam finally gave up.
The two of you even stopped hunting after the first year of Dean’s absence. You were borderline depressed; you just couldn’t handle losing another part of your family.
You and Sam were staying in a hotel in Maryland; you were sitting at the small table in the room with a glass of whiskey in your hand. You stared blankly at the
An Ordinary Girl With Glasses 7 (Romania x Reader)
Just An Ordinary Girl With Glasses
(Romania x Reader)
Warning, angst ahead. Please enjoy!
Song(s)- Hægt, kemur ljósið by Olfur Arnalds
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QY4NZuOFebU (You should watch the video afterwards…it really fits the theme)
Part 7: Being Alone Is So Sad
“I can now say my real words, I will offer them to you. Thank you for the time we’ve spent together and thank you for everything you gave me. I love you.”
“Mama?” I watched as my mother looked over to me
The Demon King vs The Leaf VI
The Demon King vs The Leaf VI
As her husband healed in the Konoha medical center, Kakashi was appointed to be her personal escort. She slept in his room with him watching over her.
Zelda: (Wakes up and stretches) Hmm? (Looks at a sleeping Kakashi) Even heroes need sleep... (gets up and heads to the bathroom to take a shower)
Kakashi: (gets up) Well, that was a nice nap... (notices Zelda is gone) Oh, shit... (Hears the shower turn on) Oh... good... (gets dressed)
Zelda: (Comes out of the shower dressed in her Shiekah clothes) Ah, your awake, Kakashi?
Kakashi:Yep, never slept once! (Smiles, Kakashi style)
Zelda: You were when I woke up...
Zelda: Don't worry, I won't tell on you. (Smiles at him) Shall we go?
Kakashi: Sure... (head out into the streets) Where to?
Zelda: Could I go see my husband?
Kakashi: Sure, follow me... (heads for Konoha Medical Center)
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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