SilentGriffin

(A/N: Well, this took a while to finish up. I assure you, I was writing this. This was a request from ~ImJustHereThanks (https://www.deviantart.com/imjustherethanks) , a friend. ;P Enjoy!) ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Your P.O.V: You heave a shaky breath. Your mother had fitted you into a cotton, pale turquoise dress, brushed your hair out and halo-braided it. It's Reaping Day in District 4, for the 65th Hunger Games. Being in District 4, you had been trained since you were eight and as you had grown, your training was more frequent. Knives you can use effortlessly with nearly flawless accuracy

(A/N: Well, this took a while to finish up. I assure you, I was writing this. This was a request from ~ImJustHereThanks (https://www.deviantart.com/imjustherethanks) , a friend. ;P Enjoy!) ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Your P.O.V: You heave a shaky breath. Your mother had fitted you into a cotton, pale turquoise dress, brushed your hair out and halo-braided it. It's Reaping Day in District 4, for the 65th Hunger Games. Being in District 4, you had been trained since you were eight and as you had grown, your training was more frequent. Knives you can use effortlessly with nearly flawless accuracy

Jean x Florist!Reader The chimes of the bell signaled the arrival of a customer, and [Name], who was in the back room working on an order called out, “I’ll be out in a minute! Please feel free to look around!” Hastily putting the unfinished wreath down on the worktable, she rushed out to the front of the shop, straightening out her apron. “I’m sorry! I was working on a customer’s order! How may I he-” Upon catching a glance at the customer who was currently facing away from her, looking at the stands of flowers, her eyes widened as she tentatively asked, “Jean? Is that you?” The male b

Last Hope Paramore Artemis Fowl x Reader I don’t even know myself at all I thought I would be happy by now The more I try to push it I realize- gotta let go of control The pale skinned, dark haired boy sat across from you. He looked absolutely exhausted, but he was jittery at the same time. It was a weird looking combo for Artemis Fowl. ‘Why was he so nervous looking?’ You thought to yourself. The fact that weighed heavier in your mind was; ‘Where was Butler?’ He never left his young master’s side. “Something wrong?” Artemis strong Irish accent interrupted your thoughts. “Just wonde

“You are possibly the laziest bastard I have ever met.” Heracles Karpusi opens his olive-hued eyes idly to meet a pair of (e/c) ones. An indifferent yawn escapes his lips as he struggles to sit up, rubbing at his face tiredly, only to fail and stay laying in the bed like an invalid. The plushness of the pillows and mattress around him begs him to fall back asleep, but a semi-harsh grunt interrupts said desire. “Ngh…hello, (name)…” Heracles mumbles without truly looking at his visitor, instead focusing on stroking the soft fur of one of his many cats that is sharing the bed with him. “What are you do

 You were tired. Tired beyond belief. You wanted to sleep. You just wanted to fall into a deep sleep. You wanted to escape the pain and suffering. But you couldn’t. You still held on to the hope that your Doctor would arrive in time. You had been travelling with the Doctor for a while. Together, the two of you travelled to so many different places and seen many things. Finally, you weren’t feeling well, so you decided to ask if you could go home for a bit. However, he beat you to the punchline. Your jumper wearing, buzz cut, leather jacket draped Doctor told you that where he was going was really dangerous, and he didn’t w

“(Y/n), Fili, Kili, go gather some firewood so we don’t freeze tonight,” Thorin barked. You looked up to the brothers who shrugged and stood. You pulled your heavy coat tighter around you as the cold wind nipped at any bare skin. You had been keeping your head down in attempt to shield your face from the snow, but when you looked up, the boys were nowhere to be seen.   “Fili, Kili where did you wander off to?” you called out. After a few moments of silence you rolled your eyes, giving up on them for the time being, and settled for finding firewood like Thorin had requested. With your arms full of wood you began

You grinned evilly as you swiped the key card you stole from Jim on the keypad then walked into his room and over to his desk. You sat down and looked at the holocomputer and tried to figure out his password. When you were in the Academy, Pavel used his genius abilities to help you hone your hacker skills and boy did he come in handy! You furrowed your brow and bit your bottom lip lightly then tried out a few things. captainperfecthair? Nope, bust. thekirk, still nothing. bunsofsteel? You couldn't keep a straight face as you typed that. spongebob? (What like you never used something totally random for your password?) Then it hit you! captain

Rin Matsuoka x Flutist!Reader A/N: Listen to this song while reading You look so wonderful in your dress I love your hair like that 
 The way it falls on the side of your neck 
 Down your shoulders and back 

 Stuffing his hands into his Samezuka team jacket, Rin stood up to get out of the train. Casually making his way out of the station, he barely took three steps out into the fresh air when he felt a body collide into his, causing him to stumble back a little. Over the sound of a file falling to the ground, Rin heard a soft gasp, which soon followed by a thud. He was about to snap at the person who ran into him

The drizzly rain was somewhat dull to some people, but to Hannibal, it was heavenly. He loved the coolness and the soft silence it created. He looked out his window and watched as the pale sky churned and composed more grey clouds. He was thinking about many things, all of them speeding through his mind at a hundred miles an hour. He felt himself growing anxious as his thoughts lingered on his friends. Or lack thereof. He didn't have any friends. Not a single human being he could even remotely connect to. Even psychopaths need friends. They are human after all. Hannibal had come to realize that Will Graham hated him. Soon after, he realize

WARNING: Contains slight sexual references You sighed and slipped out of bed, dressing quickly. You glanced over at Arthur, walking back over to him and running your fingers through his hair lightly. You pressed a quick kiss to his forehead, letting out a surprised squeak as his arms wrapped around your body, pulling you back onto his chest. “Where are you going?” Arthur asked, his voice husky and garbled from sleep. “I need to leave before one of your servants get here, don’t I? It wouldn’t look very good for the future king of Camelot to be seen in bed with his maid.” You said, trying, and failing, to