DaughterofScotland

[Name] sighed and leaned back in her chair. She could hear Sam and Matthew arguing downstairs with Erik occasionally adding fuel to the fire. She smiled lightly when she realized that Damien was probably just standing there silently and watching them, hearing all their voices and also their fiery thoughts. She expected James to go down and quell the tension after the argument started, but the boys had been going at it for quite some time now. Rising from her spot, she left her room and ventured into the hallway. As she walked toward the entryway, she could hear the arguing getting louder. Stopping next to an open door, she peered inside and

Male♂Madame Mim/Reader - Reason in Madness (Madame Mim - Mister Mim) ---♥----♥----♥--- "There's always madness in love but there is also always some reason in madness." You went trekking through the dark gloomy forest, looking for the one that called himself Mister Mim. You didn't know much about Mister Mim other than the fact he was a sorcerer that you wanted to work as an apprentice for. At first you were going to settle working for Merlin but he already was busy with some kid named Arthur. So here you were walking through a cold dark spooky forest that had thick sharp throned briar patches everywhere you turned.

Song that inspired me to do this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=Hf-1rtYPjjE "Augh when is this god forsaken lecture going to end?" you groan under your breath as your professor goes on and on about the human brain. A sigh escapes from your lips as you lazily pucker your lips and balance a pencil/pen on top of your puckered lips."The capacity to "read" another person's emotional status, predict what they will do next or recognize what they think that you are thinking represent among the most important talents of the human brain. In a society where human interaction often determines success such abilities are highly v

That wouldn’t happen… “[y/n], wake up!” a familiar male voice called from distance but you couldn’t tell who it was. “Come on, wake up! You’re not dead.. You still got your pulse. Hey, [y/n], do you hear me?” You got shaken gently by your shoulders to get the persons attention but you just were too tired. “Oh come on, Ruben… It’s Sunday, you said we were taking it easy today…” you mutter under your breath, not wanting to make any movements. “It isn’t Sunday… And I’m not Ruben.” he said. The last words made you feel insecure. Where

“Oh, come on (y/n). Don’t look so glum,” your mom chimes from the front seat of the van. You scowl at the window you’re staring out of. “Kinda hard not to,” you mutter. Your dad glances at you from the rearview mirror. “This should be fun, not the end of the world!” he says. “Just think of it as we’re getting a new home.” “You’re turning me into an archetype, for Christ’s sake!” you scoff. They exchange a wary look while you shake your head incredulously. “Seriously, do you even know how many stories this is the plot line of? ‘Girl moves t

*(Y/N)'s P.O.V* Wolf children. Born of wolf and human. Outcasted by society, forced too be kept secret, if not then killed. You had to chose, whether you wanted to live as a human or a wolf, having both lives would be torture pretty much impossible. I am still making that decision. Hi, my name's (Y/N) (L/N), I'm 13 years old (In the movie Ame's 10 but I believe that's too young for romance and I think 13 is the age romance is more acceptable so it's a good compromise) my wolf father was killed by his village, my human mother tried to do her best to take care of me, but was tracked down and killed my the same people who murdered my father. I