Killian x Reader: His Pirate Lass Killian x Reader: His Pirate LassKillian x Reader: His Pirate Lass by Tarnisis
(Name) . . . (Full Name).
It seems forever ago that we met: a brief lapse in time that made all the difference in the world. One moment, lass that completely defined us; that made us both want for more.
I was intrigued and you were shy, but it didn’t matter; for we knew, even then.
Oh yes, lass, we knew.
Your cousin introduced us- unrepentant and unstoppable- a pure force of nature. Now, looking back I can see that it was all a part of her plan to ensnare us. Lyn knew us both too well, and despite my anger towards such a mutinous action, I’m relieved that she overstepped her bounds. And I shall forever remain grateful that she was so adamant in her matchmaking duties, otherwise, we might not be where we are today.
It took some time for me to truly see you, but oh when I did love, I was lost!
When I beheld your inner-strength and beauty, I began to drown
Sebastian x Shy Reader: Chess Piece- Part 7Sebastian x Shy Reader: Chess Piece- Part 7 by Tarnisis
Sebastian x Shy Reader
Her Gentleman, Chess Piece: Part Seven
It was well past sunrise, and Lady Camilla Riverside was devoid of emotion. Though internally she was in hysterics at the obvious absence of her daughter, outwardly she was unable to show the feelings. After years of hiding what she truly felt and thought, it was now impossible for her to bring the truth to the surface. So instead of sobbing miserably and crying to heavens for her lost child, Camilla sat in agitated silence.
After Ciel had told the woman about her daughter’s contract with Lord Michaelis, she and the Earl had gone downstairs in search of them. But with the sea of masks it had proven to be an impossible task. So they had waited, with Camilla downing more cocktails than was healthy, and Ciel playing the host in the seat of honor. It had felt like a lifetime waiting for the Masque to come to its conclusion, but when it finally had it still had made no differenc
The Western Daughter 4“I SWEAR TO MERLIN, JAMES, I’LL WILL CASTRATE YOU FOR THIS THRICE-DAMNED AGONY!”The Western Daughter 4 by cmsully
The man for whom that curse was screamed at winced as he waited anxiously in the waiting room just outside of the maternity ward. Unlike from what he had heard of Muggle hospitals, St. Mungo’s somewhat ancient policies dictated that males were to wait outside of the birthing room unless they were Healers… which, from the increasingly colorful curses that were being heard, might’ve been a good thing for poor James Potter.
While Remus clasped his shoulder in a show of honest brotherly support, Sirius merely laughed at James’ expression.
“Merlin, Prongs, your face is hilarious!” he finally managed to breath out in between chortles.
As James glowered at his best friend, the other expectant father in the room looked over at the three Marauders. “You do realize that when the time comes for you to be in our place that we
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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