Pity Comes Too Late: Chapter SeventeenPity Comes Too Late: Chapter Seventeen by Tarnisis
Phantom of the Opera: Pity Comes Too Late
Chapter Seventeen: Debtor's Thanks
It was nearing 6:00 o'clock when Fantine finally hung up her work apron, donned her winter-shawl, and walked towards the workers exit of the factory where she had toiled daily for several years. Having been on her feet since 6:00 that morning, the young mother was a severely fatigued, but found an extra reserve of strength in the thought of her little girl patiently waiting for her return.
Slowly, Fantine walked out into the chilly evening air and took in a great breath of the cleansing wind, and she smiled. Though the winter months meant freezing nights and a shortage of food, it was undeniably a beautiful time of year. And with the clouds of putrid smoke rising from the factory's many chimneys the woman was beyond thankful for the rush of breeze that met her nose and eager lungs.
Fantine shouldered her shawl more comfortably a
Gifts (NaLu one-shot)Gifts (NaLu one-shot) by Poke-lover88
Day 1- Gifts
Gifts. Lucy didn't like gifts. When she was little she had received more than she could remember each birthday, the pile of brightly wrapped presents nearly touching the ceiling as she craned her neck and tried to count them all. She got everything she'd ever wanted, all that is, except for a gift from the heart.
She got books and games and clothes, trinkets and jewelry and candy, but never had she once ever received a gift that she could look at and instantly tell who it was from. She'd never gotten a gift that someone had really taken time in picking out, thinking of her likes and her needs and giving her that one heartfelt present that she'd cherish forever.
She'd never gotten one like that and so unconsciously, she'd begun to hate gifts. When she'd left her family's mansion and joined Fairy Tail, every year when her birthday came around, she made sure to tell everyone not to get her something.
Some thought she was just playing hard-to-get, secretly wanting big a
Adaptation (NaLu one-shot)Adaptation (NaLu one-shot) by Poke-lover88
Lucy was sure she was never going to get used to the newfound attention.
Lucy swore she was never going to get used to it. Whether it was the excited squeals from Mira every time she and Natsu would walk into the guild, the teasing looks from Levy, or the shiver that would sweep down her spine when he randomly took her hand in his. She was never going to get used to it.
But right now, it was Mira's squealing that was causing her to flinch and reconsider entering the guild today. Maybe she should just stay home for a few days, relax, read a few books, and let all this "Natsu and Lucy" stuff blow over. Although if she knew her guild mates as well as she thought she did, it wouldn't blow over for a long long time.
Their Dragon Slayer had finally found a girl, and they all seemed ecstatic.
Lucy hadn't expected the reaction they had gotten when she and Natsu had first walked into the guild, hand in hand with smiles on their faces. They'd been extremely close for t
Loki-x-Reader: Hero to VillainLoki-x-Reader: Hero to Villain by Tarnisis
Loki-x-Reader: Hero to Villain
Your hands were shaking, but you didn’t notice. Your head was cocked to the side- showing how unstable you were- but you didn’t care. And all this indifference showed in your eyes as you stared down the man who stood opposite you.
You had been building towards this point for nearly a month now. Countless things had brought you to this moment: climatic point after climatic point, driving you closer and closer to the edge until you had finally snapped.
It had started when you had been treated unfairly, with inequality and condescension. And it had escalated when your boss had told you of his plans to let you go at the end of the month. This wasn’t due to a bad work record on your part, or a lack of personal effort; but rather the need for the company's ‘expansion’.
“It’s nothing personal, (F/n),” the pompous man had stated with a grin. “It’s ju
In the AbyssIn the Abyss by Tarnisis
In the Abyss
Lost in the darkness, where silence surrounds us.
Once there was morning, now endless night.
I searched for my answer, I vowed never to desert you, and yet here I am on my own. . .
Once you told me that we had forever, but what good is forever when you're coming undone?
Seams become threadbare and lives wane to nothing, as we continue this never-ending dance of the dead.
But who are we? One good and one evil, or merely two opposites that are constantly bound to collide?
A moment of chance, or a frightful fate?
Would you claim the
Poetry ScribblesDon't play me the fool for naughtPoetry Scribbles by Tarnisis
Whether broken or merely distraught
Believe what you say, with your opinion displayed,
But for what is it that you have fought?
A reason without any rhyme
Our souls live within the time
Forget the motions, of Love's sweet potions
No longer lost or blind.
A champion lost in a wood
His bravery left for good
Think of the gain, not the loss of his name
Would you embrace him if you could?
Eloquence with a flash of a dare
Making ladies stop and stare
A poisonous bite with a gigantic might
What a devilish pair.
The ending of our song
We shall leave, and we must be strong.
With a wave and a bow, and a 'by your leave now'
We shall return to where we belong.
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