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           The others paled as you stepped in the Warlord's path. He met your (e/c) gaze with his golden orbs. "Dracule," You greet in an even tone.           "Vice Admiral ___," He responds coolly.           "I'm sure I don't need to remind you of the rules here," You comment. His eyes flash.           "Only if you wish to repeat yourself," He replies, the corner of his lip pulling upwards. You frown at him.           "Don't get cheeky Dracule, come, I'll escort you to the meeting," You reply, turning away. He falls in step with you, glancing at you as your eyes train ahead.            "You've acquired another scar I see," He comme

“Be alert ladies, we’ve got a special guest coming!” The woman screams, clapping her hands together to get all of us to rush through the tent. She walks up to me, her stride urgent. “(Name), you’re the best damn healer I’ve got in this tent. I need you up front, now.” I nod and wipe my hands, calling over another healer to help the Saiyan I was helping. I follow her to the front of the tent, the whole while her filling me in on the various injuries. “Look, Suika, I can understand he’s got some grievous wounds but why did you call me?” I ask, practically having to jog to keep up when

You were sitting right in front of Charles at the dinner, surrounded by other mutants, like Erik, Alex or Hank. You were a telepath, just like Charles. And you were quiet an attractive one. Charles cought your eye quiet a while ago and now you saw an ideal moment to have a little fun. Who knows, maybe he won't hate you after this? You did find him handsome and smart, he was your crush. But you couldn't stop your mishievous nature. So you bit your lip, smiling at the telepath. - Reading someone's mind? - You asked in his mind. He shook his head a little, surprised by you and he smirked a bit. - Says the one who just did the same. - He answer

JudarxReader “(Y/n)! Where are you!” Outside the esteemed Magi’s door you straightened up, staring straight ahead, as was your job. Until the man was decent, you refused to go in. Even if he was properly dressed, he likely had a new prank lined up or was ready to act like something happened to make you react. What a child. In all honesty, the Magi was a spoiled brat who needed to be put down. Especially with all he’d done to you. The young man was cruel and arrogant and it was obvious the moment anyone laid eyes on him. “(Y/n)! Answer me when I’m talking to you! I am your Master! You are to obey me-!&#

"Didn't you say your new recruit would be here by now?" Mercer questioned his second in command. It was no secret the man was impatient and easy to anger but for once her had a reason no one could dispute. Brynjolf had promised a talented and skilled new recruit for the Guild by noon, though it was now dusk and there had been no sign of the (Ra/N). "The ratways are quite a maze, she's most likely just turned around," the master thief tried pulling off an excuse but Mercer didn't want to here any of it. "Well if your that concerned we'll go after the lass." The thought of Mercer actually going out of his way to help someone would make anyone

SEQUEL TO 'USE (SINBAD X READER) AND 'BROKEN AND USED (SINBAD X READER). Dreams haunt you every single night. Dreams of them. Not a single day passes without you remembering Sindria. It is where your heart is—your son and the man who is ultimately both your life and your death. You cry yourself to sleep every night, hands trembling in their grief, in their desperation to hold onto something, and you find yourself breaking a little bit more with each setting of the sun. Sometimes, even though you know you told him not to, you wonder if he tells your son of you. Of your legacy, of the life you left behind, of the daft choices you made

Denerim's docks were crowded. This was in no small part due to the Hero of Ferelden being in the area, for many people had followed from the palace to gawk or speculate where she was going next. The Grey Warden Asleena Cousland had asked nothing of Queen Anora at the celebration earlier that day, saying only she would travel for a time. She had not elaborated on where to. Even her brother's invitation to return home to Highever had been declined for the time being. Zevran Arainai suspected Asleena's plans, but had said nothing until this point. Now he crouched beside their only other companion, Asleena's mabari warhound, pulled the leather gl