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“Sorry greenie, but I have to…” He looked at you and then looked away blushing as he spoke. “um.. Ya know, check ya for anymore weapons.” You turn a deep red and when Newt turns back to look at you he laughs a bit at your reaction to his words. “I don’t have any more weapons, you know.” You say cautiously, taking a step back. “Sorry, love, but Alby’s told me to do it, and so I’ve got to” Slowly you turn your face away and hold out your arms as Newt begins to frisk you for anymore weapons you might be concealing. Your arms were fine, but once he starts to feel around y

Mela -Love- Pt. 12    _____ was once more within the same anti-chamber she had a minute recollection of ever being in. She sat silently as she contemplated how heavy she had felt recently.The elleth was disgusted with herself yet she had no control of how her body and soul had ached.The small fire within her still burned and had yet to snuff out. She was grateful for that at least.    The last words she had spoken with the Elven King still resonated within her mind as she allowed herself to sink back into her seat.    Melamin~    Had he meant it? A knock near the door caught her attention as a familiar form materialized . He was unmis

“Thorin hold still.” You scolded. Your face wore a frown as you tugged on the coarse black hair. The Company had stopped on the outskirts of Trollshaw Forest and Gandalf had left them upon its arrival. The company were so invested in preparing dinner and fixing sleeping bags for the night, that they did not take notice of you and the King sitting opposite each other by the fire. Thorin winced as you braided the right side of his hair and listened to his ramblings about Kili and Fili, “When I find them…” Thorin began as he stared sideways into the fire. “You will not shout.” You stated. Thorin looked

~Author's Note: Hi, again!! So glad to see you lovely people ;)~ ~Reminder: Lyuba=love/Pakvora=beautiful~ ~Enjoy!~ There was a point in time when you were wary about leaving the countryside for the city, mostly because of the warnings that it was filled with demons, monsters and succubi in human form. Yet as a wing-adorned devil places a wreath upon your head before going to dance with a lobster boiling a chef, you can’t help but laugh. Everything—everyone—around you is backwards—brass is treated as gold, kings are clowns, the pretty are mocked while the priests are charmed. It’s complete blasphemy, but you ad

Rescue (Quicksilver x Reader) CRACK Your eyes snapped open, jolted awake by an unknown noise. Straining your ears, you listened for anything that might have woken you up. Was Isaac in the bathroom? Had your dog been snoring? You listened. Silence met your ears. With a sigh you rolled over, burrowing into the covers and closing your eyes. CRASH You say up. That definitely wasn't Isaac. "What the--" you heard your landlord  yell from down the hall, the floorboards creaking as he barrelled out of his room. BANG You froze, horror settling like a snake in the pit of your stomach. You jumped out of bed, grabbing the metal baseball bat you

Warning! Major Spoilers For The Avengers: Age Of Ultron P a r t  3 “It's a trick!” “No, no. It's much more than that.” “Who-so-ever-be he worthy shall have-th the poweeer!” Everyone laughed at the conversation between Clint and Thor. They were discussing about Thor's hammer. The whole Avengers team – including Maria, Rhodey and Helen – was sitting comfortable in their common room. The party was over, everyone had fun and was already gone. It was a long evening full of chats and drinks, but still nice. Now the left ones were enjoying themselves, telling funny jokes and adventurous stories.