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Weekend Getaway Pt. 2 by Musicislove001, literature

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Weekend Getaway Pt. 2

A rustling of the trees outside made it’s way to your ears. You feel Bucky move closer to you as you hear a couch cushion move as Steve stands up. Hoping it was just an animal of some sort, you were disappointed when voices could be heard coming closer. There were at least two that you could hear. “Shit,” mutters Bucky under his breath. You hear Steve sigh as your heart picks up speed until you thought it would burst out of your chest. Bucky takes your hand as you hear a set of foot steps on the stairs. As Bucky leads you into the kitchen, you hear the second person coming up the back stairs. “Quick, into the pantry and stay there. I’ll let you know when it’s safe,” hisses Bucky as he all but shoves you into the small walk-in pantry. Once inclosed, you hear his receding foot falls. As you hear something creak, you wish you could see what was happening. Then a gasp of surprise makes it’s way to you making you move further back and into the shelves. Fear morphs

Weekend Getaway Pt. 1 by Musicislove001, literature

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Weekend Getaway Pt. 1

A sleepy Bucky Barnes, hair up in a bun, stumbles blearily through the house in a hoodie and sweats that are slightly too long so they slip just under his feet. When he finds you at the stove, he wraps himself around you. “You’re warm,” he mumbles into your shoulder. “You could wrap up in a blanket if you’re that cold,” you mumble back. “I know, but a blanket isn’t the same,” he mumbles, the heat of his breath on your shoulder. You lean into him as you stir the chili you’re making with one hand while rubbing his back in slow circles with the other. Bucky lets out a low moan as he presses a kiss to your neck. You close your eyes as you tilt your head so he could kiss your neck easier. The two of you had come to the creepy house in the middle of nowhere to get away and spend time together. Steve and Sam had found the house a few weeks before Halloween and had turned it into a safe house for SHIELD missions. It was a perfect place since no one in their right

Illyrian Warlord Turned Cupid by Musicislove001, literature

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Illyrian Warlord Turned Cupid

“Here Cassian, put this on,” Rhysand demands, dumping a toga as well as a bow and arrow on my lap. “What’s this?” I ask. “It’s a Cupid costume. I want to take Feyre on a date, and you’re going to help me,” he answers, brushing nonexistent lent off his jacket. “But why me? Why can’t Azriel help you?” I ask, bewildered. “Because Azriel didn’t destroy the china display. Now go change,” retorts my High Lord and brother. “That’s because Az is a stick in the mud,” I mutter as I head to my room to change.

Halloween Night (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by Musicislove001, literature

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Halloween Night (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Just then, the lights in the house go out. A whistling, almost screaming wind whips down the chimney and the fire is extinguished in a hiss, not one ember left glowing. You feel Bucky’s arms go slack and look up. His eyes are glowing – a silvery grey as he stares down at you. “B…Bucky?” you manage in a squeak. He slowly shakes his head, a wicked smile curling his lips. A voice, altogether different, says, “Happy Halloween.” And then just down the gravel road, headlights appear, their bright beams turning against the last bend toward your car. “Good, she’s here already…”

Loved One's Lost by Musicislove001, literature

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Loved One's Lost

Christmas has come around once again. And once again, I find myself here, by your grave. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss you. But this time of year is always the hardest. Between gazing at the star atop the tree that you gave me our first Christmas together and lying awake trying to recall the feel of you lying beside me in bed. I just can't get into the holiday spirit. Yet, how can I when you aren't here to enjoy it with me? I know what you're going to say. That I should move on. That I should go on with my life. But how can I when you still hold my heart? I still feel you when I gaze

Loki's Prank by Musicislove001, literature

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Loki's Prank

"I am Loki, of Asgard. And I am burdened with glorious purpose. KNEEL!" Tom Hiddleston and Chris Hemsworth both kneel with looks of wide eyed wonder. I smirk as I walk towards them. My intentions were only to prank Tom, but both Hiddleston and Hemsworth, now this is better than I imagined. "You, on your feet." I point my spear at Tom. The Brit stands and as he does, his adams apple quivers in fear. Causing my smirk to widen. Fear radiates off him. "What makes you think you're worthy to portray me?" I ask. "Um...M...M...Ma

Loki Spongeson by Musicislove001, literature

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Loki Spongeson

Oohhh…Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS! “If I have to hear that stupid song one more time I’ll have to break this thing the Midgardian’s call a Television,” Loki mutters to himself. “Then change the channel,” suggests Charlotte without looking up from her book. “The thing you call a remote is to far away,” the god complains. “It’s eight inches from your face, so move your arm and get it.” “Will you change the channel?” asks Loki sweetly. “No.” “Please?” &

Fire and Ice by Musicislove001, literature

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Fire and Ice

“I trusted you!” I scream. No answer came to me as expected. No one’s here to answer. I scream as loud as I possibly can. The pain of losing everything is too much. I can’t possibly survive this. The pain that weaves its icy hands around and through my heart leaves me gasping for air. I can feel it suffocating me. Before suffocating completely however, a blaze of fire so burning hot diminishes the ice. As I struggle to breath normally, the trembling starts. I lay on the bed and curl into a tight ball. Tears stream down my face as the trembles rake through me.

Live For Live by Musicislove001, literature

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Live For Live

“Ashley. Ashley, wake up,” said Ryan Kelly, turning on the bedroom light. “What’s going on?” the groggy Ashley asked, sitting up in her king sized bed. “Get dressed. Hurry,” Ryan’s thick Northern Irish accent cutting through the woman’s tired haze. As Ashley kicked off the covers, Ryan left the room. Since it was the middle of the night, Ashley slipped into her favorite pair of sweatpants and t-shirt. When she joined the black haired Irishman, he was holding her jacket. After bundling up, Ryan took Ashely’s hand and led her out the back door. The steep rise of the

Tears of Hercules Final Part by Musicislove001, literature

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Tears of Hercules Final Part

A selfish thought I know, but I feel like he needs to take some responsibility for his actions. And that includes taking Ben into consideration. Yet, who am I to make his choices for him? Keith was a grown man after all. But I can’t be worried about what Keith does. All I need to do right now is to finish getting ready for Ben’s party. As I finish my task, my heart just wasn’t in it. Once finished, I leave to pick Ben up early from school. “Are you getting excited for your party?” I ask my son. “Yes, yes, yes!” he exclaims. The smile that spread across my lips didn’t meet

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Weekend Getaway Pt. 2 by Musicislove001, literature

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Weekend Getaway Pt. 1 by Musicislove001, literature

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Illyrian Warlord Turned Cupid by Musicislove001, literature

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Illyrian Warlord Turned Cupid

Halloween Night (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by Musicislove001, literature

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Halloween Night (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Loved One's Lost by Musicislove001, literature

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Loved One's Lost

Loki's Prank by Musicislove001, literature

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Loki's Prank

Loki Spongeson by Musicislove001, literature

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Loki Spongeson

Fire and Ice by Musicislove001, literature

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Fire and Ice

Live For Live by Musicislove001, literature

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Live For Live

Tears of Hercules Final Part by Musicislove001, literature

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Tears of Hercules Final Part

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Gingerbread | Bucky Barnes x Reader | by TonyStarks-Girl, literature

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Gingerbread | Bucky Barnes x Reader |

The smell of Christmas was in the air, thanks to a Yankee Candle Natasha had lit a few minutes ago. Gingerbread was the scent, according to the label on the front, a decorated gingerbread house to accompany it. Though something seemed a tad off about it, in Bucky’s opinion. His mother used to make gingerbread at Christmastime. She and Sarah would scrape together enough money to be able to buy ingredients they didn’t normally purchase and make gingerbread men for Steve and Bucky to decorate and eat, though as far as Bucky could remember (which wasn’t an overwhelming amount) they ended up playing with the cookies more than act

So true by onyxfyrefly, journal

So true

Sep 10, 2015

"I want to fall in love I want to look at someone and feel my heart race To hear my breath catch To know in that moment that they're mine People say I'm young, that I have my whole life ahead of me That's the point I have my whole life ahead of me Is it so wrong to want a companion for the journey? Don't get me wrong, I don't need anyone I like being alone I'm great at it But when did it become weak to want someone in your life? To have a friend, a partner, a lover? I'm not looking for the other half of my soul I just want someone who will walk with me while I search for the missing pieces..." - Mac (I can't rememb

Truth and Lies (LokixReader) by MusicRocks14, literature

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Truth and Lies (LokixReader)

You stared down at the massive pile of unaddressed wedding invitations, (e/c) eyes closing momentarily as you took a deep breath. Nearly three hundred invitations needed to be put in the mail the following day…you only had one hundred done. Running a hand through your (h/c) locks, you let out a hard sigh. “There is no way I’ll be able to get these done before tomorrow without some sort of magic.” Suddenly, the tiny hairs on the back of your neck stood on end. “Magic, dear (y/n)?” The voice behind you was silky and smooth, like the finest chocolate in the world; it made your pulse quicken, though you tried

The Princess and the Pauper by onyxfyrefly, literature

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The Princess and the Pauper

Hannah sighed and stifled a yawn as she stepped from the carriage into the late afternoon sunshine. The train ride from Savanna to New York had been exhausting but it was nothing compared to what she was going to be forced to endure over the next few weeks. Her mother had been called to the bedside of her eldest sister who had fallen ill and shipped Hannah to the North to stay with family. It had been a lifetime since Hannah had last seen her cousin, Madison. Once the two girls had been inseparable, practically sisters. They were rarely apart growing up, constantly getting into trouble by engaging in activities that were less than ladylike.

Loki x Child Reader: For Daddy by Tarnisis, literature

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Loki x Child Reader: For Daddy

:bulletgreen: Loki x Child Reader: For Daddy :bulletgreen: He could hear her whimpering on the other side of the door. Her small voice making her despair-ridden cries all the more disheartening. (F/n) had apparently been crying for hours, and Loki wouldn't stand for it. He had promised Jane that he would talk to the child, and for once there had been no option to lie or trick. For when he had entered the house, he had witnessed the sorrow firsthand, and even a Jotun who had long since lost his heart couldn't stand to hear (F/n) cry. So with a hesitant hand, Loki knocked on the little girl's door, announcing his presence. "(F/n), sweetheart

ROTG - Violin by buslimpan, literature

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ROTG - Violin

He carefully walked through the forest, making sure not to bump the case he was carrying. He was standing out from the green around him with his blue and white clothes. His cape danced slightly in the breeze that made the leaves rustle. He came to a clearing and there he paused. He carefully glanced around out from his hood, his blue eyes sparkling with worry. When he saw no other person anywhere near, he walked into the clearing. He knelt down as he carefully put the case down on the grass and with tender fingers he opened the case. The violin inside the case reveled itself. He looked sadly at the violin as he let his fingers slowly slid ove

You want to become a writer? by Kounterpoint, literature

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You want to become a writer?

You want to become a writer? Start with a book. Read it. Love it. Start with a character. Write them. Love them. Share them with a friend. Sit stone-faced as your friend hates it. Kill the character. Withdraw. Try again. Write a new story. Love it on Monday. Hate it on Tuesday. Delete it. Start drinking. Say it's just to quiet the insecure voices. Write. Wait for the hangover to fade. Edit it. Delete it. Cry. Drink. Cry some more. Become an alcoholic. Convince yourself you only need it to write. Try again. Hate it. Keep it. Cry some more. Drink. Cry. Rewrite it. Hate it. Dream about suicide. Plan your own death. Write it.

Alone: The confession of a king by TheAnomaly101, literature

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Alone: The confession of a king

Alone: the confession of a king I am alone. It wasn't always that way there used to be millions of people like me. And then came the war. Words of hate shouted at those who were close friends, violence tore across the world as quick as the flashes of light from the bombs that were dropped. So angry were the people they didn't see the damage. Families turned to dust and cities leveled. They didn't care, no one did. My own family was killed hours before the first conflict. I kissed my wife and children goodbye that day saying that I would be home soon. What cruel Irony that I never had a chance. And now I'm the only one left. Only echoes of hum

Confessions of a King Literature Contest by Writers--club, journal

Confessions of a King Literature Contest

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Our prose and poetry contest is now underway! The theme was picked by our members and you can win hundreds of dA Points, art, literature, and features! There are just under two weeks left to enter. :bulletpurple::bulletpurple: Theme :bulletpurple::bulletpurple: Confessions of a King :bulletblue::bulletblue: Media :bulletblue::bulletblue: Poetry or prose There is no minimum length requirement for prose or poetry, but prose submissions should not exceed 7,000 words. :bulletred::bulletred: Deadline :bulletred::bulletred: October 1st :bulletpurple::bulletpurple: Prizes :bulletpurple::bulletpurple: First Place 250 Points :points: 50 Po

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

June 22
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Since I don't know how to be anyone else, I'm happy to be me. And to be honest, I don't want to be anyone else. So if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. I don't bite. :D

I have a huge Starbucks addiction. So if I ever met the Celtic Thunder lads, I guess I would fit right in there.

Oh, and I LOVE history.

Favourite Visual Artist

Don't have one

Favourite Movies

Lord of the Rings, Pirates of the Caribbean, Moulin Rouge, Braveheart

Favourite TV Shows

Criminal Minds, NCIS, Gilmore Girls

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Celtic Thunder, Celtic Woman, RyanDan, Josh Groban, Westlife, Il Divo, Bryan Adams, David Garrett, Richard Marx, The Canadian Tenors

Favourite Books

The Mortal Instruments, The Infernal Devices, Harry Potter, Redeeming Love, To Conquer a Highlander

Favourite Writers

Cassandra Claire, J.K Rowling, Mary Wine, Francine Rivers,

Favourite Games

Solitaire, Sudoku

Tools of the Trade

MacBook

Other Interests

History, writing, swimming, reading, music

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Musicislove001

Oct 18, 2015

So, I'm Still Alive!

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I'm just mostly lurking on here but I'm still here. My muse is being fickle as usual but hopefully it'll cooperate soon. And not a so called "Irish" soon either! Anyways, this afternoon/evening a friend and I went to see Crimson Peak. And let me just say, wow... Now, I'm not a fan of scary movies but I'm a fan of Tom Hiddleston. And yes, I do have a crush on him. But anyways, the movie was quiet scary in some places and I only covered my eyes once. Other than that it was actually a good movie. But one I would most likely  not  see again. However, I would recommend seeing it if you're a fan of scary movies. On an unrelated note, I've been ba

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Musicislove001

Apr 18, 2015

HHHIII!!!

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So, how is everyone? I myself can't complain...well, I guess I  could  but what good would it truly do? Anyways, my muse is still on vacation so unless it comes home, I won't be posting anything. :( But, I do have a start of an idea for a story. For those interested, it's set during 1920s America. More so, it's going to be about Bootlegging and Speakeasies. The idea came to me the other night and I can't seem to get away from it. Now, if only my muse will allow me to actually write it. Haha. :D And I'm still open to any one-shot requests. So if you want a one-shot about anything in reason, just let me know! :D

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Musicislove001

Feb 22, 2015

Soo...

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    Yes, I'm still alive! Yes, I know I haven't posted anything new in awhile. It's just my muse doesn't seem to like me at the moment. While I do have a few stories started, my muse won't let me finish them.  Hopefully my muse will allow me to finish these stories soon. And not an "Irish Soon" either. ;)    So in the mean time, if anyone wants a one-shot, I'm willing to write one. It can be about whatever you want it to be about. As for including a celebrity or character, I can do that too.    On an unrelated note, we've had nasty winter weather sweep through this last week. It started last Sunday night/very early Monday morning. And by