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Your Silver Touch Drabble (First Meeting)

With a swift motion, Rieka's hand grasped the brick that jutted out from the structure of the castle. Her arm throbbed as she reached up with the other hand to grab the next brick. Rieka's toes dug into the minute spaces between the bricks as she climbed up the wall of the castle.

The werewolf girl looked back over her shoulder to see the ground below. Even with her excellent vision, the ground seemed light years away. Rieka blows out a soft, trembling breath. The cloth over her mouth making her already sweaty skin more heated and uncomfortable.

Rieka hated heights. She always had. Her younger brother loved climbing trees, but she felt like vomiting at the very thought of being up high. But here she was, over a hundred feet in the air, clinging to the wall of a castle. Rieka lifted her eyes to her target and kept climbing.

The open window seemed closer now. Then again, it had seemed that same distance 14 feet ago. It was like it had a sticker that said, 'objects in vision may be closer than they appear.'

As she reached the window, Rieka reached up with a trembling hand and seized the ledge in desperation, pulling herself up into the window where she fell into the bedroom with a surprised yelp. ~ ~ ~ ~ With a heavy sigh, Aylin walked through the hall towards her personal quarters. It had been a long day at her studies. History this, etiquette that. Sure she loved being polite and educated but did they really expect her to take in all that information at once and use the correct fork all the time? Aylin was tired. She looked at the cover of the book in her hand and read the title.

'The Werewolf Pack System'

Aylin's father, the king, had said he had burned all the educational books on werewolves and refused to allow her to be taught anything about the werewolves. However, she had found some hidden gems in the back of the castle's library and the bookkeeper had given her some books he had personally hidden to keep for safe-keeping. She wanted to learn for herself about werewolves.

The only stories Aylin heard about them was that they were bloodthirsty monsters who had no emotions, morals, or thoughts of the humans whatsoever. But she didn't believe a whole race could all be bad, no matter what her father said. Aylin had heard the story of her aunt's murder over and over again. She couldn't bring herself to believe that all wolves were bloodthirsty beasts with razor-sharp teeth and claws.

The princess turned and strolled into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. She sighed in relaxation and prepared to unwind and read a bit. But unfortunately, she wasn't granted that luxury. A shadowy figure behind her caught Aylin's attention, and she spun around, her book swinging at her attacker.

The masked person stumbled back clutching their nose. "Ugh!" The person cried out in pain. Aylin was frozen with fear and her heart pounded. It was then that she noticed how thick the hardcover book really was.

"You smacked me with a book?!" Came the muffled inquiry. The person had a feminine voice that was husky and strangely attractive. Aylin stared at her attacker and looked them up and down.

The dagger had fallen from their hand and now lay on the ground. brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. A rather fit, athletic form. Dressed in all black with a cloth covering the person's mouth. Amber eyes glared back at the young princess.

Then Aylin put two and two together. This person was an assassin! "Guards!" She screamed. Quickly, her attacker tackled her, clamping a hand on her mouth. Amber eyes that seemed to glare angrily at her made Aylin want to sink into the floor.

For some reason, the attacker's eyes made Aylin curious. She was intrigued. She had never seen such beautiful eyes. "Princess!?" The guards shouted, their voices drawing closer to the room. The masked assassin reached over and grabbed their knife, pressing it to Aylin's throat. "Call them off." The person snarled in a hurried whisper. "I can slit your throat before they turn the knob."

The princess looked towards the door where there were loud knocks. "Princess?" Came a concerned voice. "Is everything alright in there?" Aylin looked at the assassin before looking at the door as best she could with a blade at her throat.

"Y-Yes, false alarm, I thought I saw a rat." She shouted. Footsteps fumbled. "Are you sure, your highness?" Came the response. "Yes, I am alright," Aylin replied. There were a couple of hesitant footsteps before the guards walked off.

Aylin looked back at her attacker. Her chest heaved in fear. She noticed sweat beading on the assassin's forehead. She could feel the blade tremble against her skin. She risked a glance down and noticed that the assassin's chest heaved under the cloak they wore.

A long silence passed between the two. Aylin half expected to be dead by now. The loud panting of the assassin filled the royal bedroom. Then Aylin attempted to speak. "Well, this is romantic." She muttered.

"Shut up!" The assassin demanded. Aylin was now sure it was a girl. "Why are you trying to kill me?"

"Because I was.....hired to." Came the irritated answer. The amber eyes burned and a low grown came from behind the mask.

The knife dug deeper into the girl's skin and Aylin closed her eyes, thinking that this was it. Then she felt nothing. The weight on her body lifted. The princess opened her eyes to see the assassin standing and pacing, hand over her face.

"I can't do this." The assassin groaned, pulling down her mask. Aylin risked it and sat up. "Doesn't seem like you're used to being an assassin." She observed. The girl turned and glared at her, cheeks red. "Shut up. I still have a dagger in my hand."

Now Aylin had a good look at the assassin's face. She looked about Aylin's age, perhaps a year older. A scar slid down through her right eyebrow, making her look even more gruff and intimidating. Her amber eyes seemed to glow with anger and embarrassment.

Aylin had to grin. She liked how flustered she made her would-be killer. "So why didn't you kill me?" She smirked, feeling confident. "Chicken?"

The girl flew at Aylin, grabbing her wrist and pinning her to the wall. "Oh, I can still kill you, princess. Don't you doubt that." It was then that Aylin noticed a trail of blood running from the girl's nose. It seemed to have stopped, but the blood was still wet and fresh.

"Your bleeding." Without thinking, the blonde girl's hand raised to the taller girl's face, her thumb aiming to brush the red liquid that oozed down her upper lip.

Rieka didn't know how to react to this. She had come to murder this girl, couldn't do it, and now the girl was about to clean the blood from her lip like an overprotective mother?

The werewolf's hand flew up and snatched the princess' hand in mid-air. "What are you doing?" She growled. The princess looked at her, bright blue eyes staring up with intelligent confusion. "What?" The princess asked.

"I just tried to kill you!" Rieka tried to keep her voice down. "What is wrong with you?!" With that, the assassin released the girl and grabbed her knife, putting it in the girl's hand.

"Stab me," Rieka commanded. Aylin was astonished. "I beg your pardon?" She stammered. "I said stab me," Rieka repeated, taking the girl's hand and forcing her to wrap her fingers around the handle. She held the girl's hand and pressed the blade to her own shoulder. "Stab me. Now."

Aylin tried to pull her hand from the girl's. "What kind of request it that?" She almost laughed if she wasn't so concerned about the other girl's sanity. "I almost killed you right. Say you tried to defend yourself." Rieka explained.

"I don't want to hurt you." Aylin started, but Rieka took the advantage to grab the princess' hand and she thrust her own weight into the blade of her dagger.

Aylin was shocked. This girl really just forced the princess to stab her. Aylin gasped and her free hand flew to her mouth. Rieka only grunted in pain and rested her head on the wall behind the princess.

The assassin's hot breath tickled Aylin's ear and made her shiver. "Well done, princess." The assassin wheezed, pulling the knife from her shoulder, taking it from the princess, and putting it in its sheath at her waist. Thick blood oozed from the girl's shoulder.

Aylin reached out to Rieka but the would-be murderer was already at her window. "Wait." The princess called. The werewolf looked back at the girl. Aylin stopped in her tracks. "Why would someone want to kill me?"

There was a look in the assassin's eyes. A sad, regretful look. "Something about evening a score..." She said before leaving through the window.

#first drabble #let me know if you have any questions #werewolves #princess and her werewolf #Your Silver Touch

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wakandasoldier · 7 years

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Waters of Chaos [Chapter 1 / ?]

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Pairing: Horus!Killmonger x Reader

Warning(s): Explicit Language, Mild Violence, Sexual Reference and Suggestive Themes.

Word Count: 4.4k+

A/N: I have been waiting for this moment for a long time and it has finally come! I hope you enjoy this series to come! x. T

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Chapter One

Present Day | Cincinnati Zoo, Ohio

“Need one of these?”

Your bleary eyes blinked slowly at the foam cup thrust in front of you, the gears in your head churning until they clicked into place once you inhaled the steam that told you it was coffee. Gently taking the offering from the younger girl who didn’t seem fazed by your lack of response, you sipped from the scalding liquid to immediately wake yourself up. The girl was appalled as your eyes welled with tears.

“It helps me focus,” you managed through the pain.

The zookeeper staff room was filled with people much like you; tired and wishing the park manager standing in front of everyone would stop talking so they could check their schedules. It wasn’t long before you all were released from debriefing and you shuffled behind the girl who offered you coffee towards the bulletin board. As people trickled away to go care for the animals, you scanned for the paper marked with ‘Africa’ and found your name with “no special requirements” typed beside it, which induced a quiet huff before you headed out to just another day on the job.

You always chose to traverse the empty paths that would be filled with guests in a few hours’ time, taking that elongated moment to let the setting sink into your mind with a slight smile on your lips. The zoo was never more alive than it was at dawn as the creatures awoke to spread their symphony; birds chirping and screeching, the elephants trumpeting distantly, wolves and painted dogs howling, and the monkeys hooting and hollering. You also enjoyed the beauty of the sky over your head as the sun painted a tapestry of lavender and pink that melted into a deepening orange that all dispersed into the tell-tale pale blue.

The sky was always orange when you stepped out of the small building that you nicknamed the ‘House of Lions’, the scent of raw meat and blood clinging to your uniform from feeding the lazy beasts, but you had become immune after doing it for five years. The next task you had, after relocating the lions into a smaller part of the exhibit, was to clean the main enclosure and that smell was far worse than meat.

You ran your aching tongue over your teeth as you walked to retrieve a wheelbarrow and shovel, wincing at the pain that blossomed from doing so and cursing to yourself, before stopping in your tracks when you realized you had seen something in your peripheral vision. With a slightly furrowed brow, you turned to only lay eyes on an empty bench that was nothing out of the ordinary and you figured it was the early morning light playing tricks on you.

The more you kept going the more your skin crawled with the notion that someone was watching you, but every time you glanced back there was nobody but yourself in the vicinity. It was terrifying and strange and frustrating all at once, yet you couldn’t allow yourself to believe that maybe it was something of the paranormal trailing after you which would explain a lot, but this felt real in a way you couldn’t reason.

Quickening your steps, you repeated the mantra that you would be safe inside your head and zeroed in on the door concealed among a display that conjoined with the Giraffe Exhibit. That was safety and the brush of hot air on your back forced you into a sprint as you snatched up your key card and shoved it into the reader, your heart racing in your chest as the lock flashed green for you to open the door, and you yanked it open far enough for you to slip inside and slam it closed.

You were gasping for breath and hunched over your knees, attempting to regain composure now that you weren’t in the open and within the safety of a tool shed. Now that you were unreachable from whatever you felt out there, you stood up with a sigh of relief and pivoted to head down the hall to only see a figure blocking your view and with a yelp that was silenced by an arm shooting forward to clamp a warm-calloused hand over your mouth, you met the impossibly golden eyes that burned into your own.

When you came to, you took a moment to clear the blurriness from your gaze and blink slowly up at the ceiling before what had happened came rushing back like floodwaters after a snow melt. You ignored the muddy feeling between your ears and shot upright, clinging to the leather of your couch as if it would anchor you amid the panic that made the blood in your veins turn to ice. You were in your house, which is definitely not the zoo--where you were supposed to be--and you moved to get up only to freeze at the sound of heavy footfalls descending the stairs.

You took too long thinking about what you should do and when you reacted, your kidnapper ducked out of the way of the book you swung at his head.

“Hey! What the fuck!?” He barked out. He raised his hands up and slightly cowered in case you tried to whack him again, but for the most part you attempted to kill him with your eyes since he was too muscular and probably too practiced for you to overcome with a hardcover.

“Who the fuck are you?!” you snapped.

He took a step back and carefully lowered his hands to his sides, his gold eyes gleaming with caution, but the corner of his lips curled up into a smug smirk. “I’m Hor--,” he hesitated for a fraction of a second and smoothly recovered, “Erik. I’m Erik and yes, I kidnapped you from the zoo.”

“Erik,” you echoed tentatively.

Erik nodded slowly and relaxed further, his broad shoulders losing tension beneath the fabric of his red long-sleeve, and you lowered the copy of the ‘Book of the Dead’ in your hands. The breathtaking gaze of your kidnapper flickered to the book and he snorted, “Nice choice of weapon.”

You looked at the cover and found why he was amused by it, but you were slightly astounded that this had found its way off the bookshelf in your office seeing as it was a keepsake passed down from the women in your family. Understanding this was the least of your worries at the moment, you looked at Erik who hadn’t moved from his place in the slightest and raised a brow.

“What kind of kidnapper takes someone to their own house?”

Erik shrugged, “You fainted the first time you saw me and I didn’t want you to freak out again, which obviously didn’t work too well, so here we are.”

“Huh,” you retorted, “so you knew where I lived and decided talking to me inside my house would be a lot better than at the zoo… I-I don’t even know what to think, like I don’t know you! How the hell do you know where I live?! How did you even get in here?!”

Erik’s gaze flashed with frustration and his jaw flexed as he grit his teeth, sending a spike of fear up your spine before you closed your eyes and inhaled deeply. You exhaled slowly and murmured, “I’m dreaming. It’s a really vivid dream but I’m asleep and none of this is real.” You kept repeating the words under your breath to ease your racing heart.

Then, a pair of warm hands gently grasped your arms and your eyelids shot open to find Erik in a dangerously close proximity with his nearly glowing gaze boring into yours. The dreads of his dark hair having fallen over his brow but you were completely captured by the heat radiating off his chiseled form and the sheer beauty of the gold that swirled around his pupils like a sandstorm illuminated by the sun.

He took the chance of your enraptured state and whispered, “With the power within me, I send this maiden foretold by the stars into a slumber that will erase her memory of my presence and any of what happened between us in the waking world.” Your eyelids drooped and he added, “May Nephthys guide you, Y/N.”

You could only muster a soft whimper as your body failed to keep you awake. You fought the urge to give in for as long as you could and Erik caught you when your eyes no longer obeyed your struggle to keep them open, your consciousness quickly slipping away into the unknown as you sagged in his grasp.

The world around you faded eventually from black to muted colors that bled into a landscape you found magnificent; one you could touch, smell, and likely taste. You were in a savanna of tall grasses, the dark earth cold beneath your bare toes and the soft breeze gliding over your skin to rustle the undergrowth and the nearby acacia trees’ leaves, so when you breathed in, the fresh scent of the wilderness filled your lungs and ignited a foreign feeling of comfort in your soul.

Everything seemed endless, including the expanse of the inky sky above that appeared as if there was almost every star in the universe collected in the constellations you now gazed at. The sharp curve of the crescent moon shimmered the largest you’ve seen it and if you dared, you may be even to reach up and touch it.

“This is amazing,” you marveled, stepping forward to finally approach the tall acacia tree to your left and press your hand to its trunk. The rough bark dug into your palm, almost vibrating beneath your touch, but you sprang away when a husky voice split the ambient night.

“Quite the place you dreamed up here.”

A dark-skinned man wearing a simple red long-sleeve with black dress pants and matching oxfords weaved through the grasses with his hands in his pockets. He was one of the most attractive men you’ve ever seen, his build toned with muscle with the outline of hundreds of bumps tracing over his torso and shoulders beneath his shirt, and a dazzling smile spread from his full lips when he caught you gawking.

“Enjoying the view?” The handsome stranger chuckled and paused a few feet away, his glowing eyes not just gleaming with their brilliant color, but mirth as well.

A squeak was all you could manage and you ducked your head in embarrassment, clearing your throat and managing to say, “I just--I wasn’t really expecting..? Uh.. How do I say it?” You traced your right ear in nervousness as you formulated your jumbled thoughts. “I wasn’t expecting everything to be so real? Even--Even you are like an actual person in my dream. This is--It’s so strange.”

You gazed around at your beautiful surroundings, clutching your hand close to your neck and feeling your rapid pulse, still in awe at how aware you were of this being a dream. Your dream stranger drew closer, taking slow steps and pulling his hands from his pockets, and as you allowed yourself to take a seat in the dirt, you recognized the extreme caution in his movements and his over-attentiveness towards his own body language.

The soft vibrations of the acacia tree coming from it before were now absorbed through your spine and ignited that comforting warmth in your veins, the bark biting through the fabric of your white t-shirt. You stayed quiet as your stranger appeared to hesitate, a grimace crossing his face as fast as it appeared, before he sank down next to you into the dirt.

“Y’know, I don’t normally do this,” he said, staring out across the moonlit savanna with his thin brows furrowed.

You cocked your head. “Do what?”

“Take time away from much more important things to visit a mortal woman.”

You didn’t know if you should be flattered or offended. You now understood why he was so aware of his actions when he first showed up and with the undertone of arrogance in his words, he had begun to rub you the wrong way as well as pique your curiosity.

“So, what does that make you?” He looked at you, seeming confused by your words, but you couldn’t dare tear your eyes away from him even with the intensity of golden gaze. “If I’m a mortal,” you rephrased, “then what are you?”

The stranger turned away and his black hair--that had been styled into dreadlocks--fell over his brow, which forced him to flick the strands out of his face with a simple toss of his head. You noted how he was thinking too much on his answer and you couldn’t bring yourself to reach out and touch him, as much as your being yearned to be nearer so you stayed still in anticipation.

After the silence seemed to reach its two-minute mark, he finally answered, “Immortal.”

You scoffed.

“What? Like a god?” Your sarcasm laced your words.

The “immortal” remained deadpan. “Yeah, like a god.”

You wouldn’t believe him one bit. “Alright, then show me your godly powers.”

“Fine,” he said. He rose to his feet with ease and brushed the earth off his pants, walking a few yards away before tilting his head up to the sky, slightly splaying his palms out in front of him.

Nothing was happening as you sat and watched him just stand there, until a strange heat began to build in the air around you. A blistering breeze then brushed against your cheeks, carrying the whispers of a foreign and ancient language, before it grew more intense as a wind gathered and began to swirl around you and seemingly leave the stranger undisturbed. The whispers had turned into voices that echoed phrases as the whirlwind now whipped at your basic clothing and stung your skin. You were forced to shield your face as you braced against the earth, trying to catch a glimpse of the figure who was enveloped in the harsh layers of the sudden sandstorm. You squeezed your eyes shut as the tornado that carried the chanting overwhelmed your senses and became too much to bear, you anticipated the moment you would be ripped into the air and torn to pieces by the biting sands, but it never came.

Everything stopped all at once.

Your ragged breaths were the only thing piercing the gaping silence and you cracked your eyes open, blinking away the sand that clung to your lashes, and wiping the grit off your lips. When you looked to where the stranger had been standing, you gasped when you saw something else.

A god now stood in his place.

The tall, gold double-bladed pike in his hand was giving off a dazzling ruby light from a massive gemstone emblazoned to the base of each spear-head. His exposed upper body was laced in rows of tribal scars, appearing as bumps that covered his nearly glowing brown skin, before stopping below his navel. Golden bracers detailed with gems of every color and the head of a falcon clung to his forearms, a Usekh collar of gold and turquoise beads extended around his neck and the base of his shoulders, a white wrapped-linen skirt fashioned his toned thighs, a triple crown of gold designed to be the gaping beak of a falcon with glaring ruby eyes framed his smirking face and bearded jaw with the outline of jagged feathers, and with the man who you had spoken with dripping in gold and Egyptian garb, he looked nothing less of divine.

“Do you believe me now?” He called out to you.

You could only nod as you drank in the sight of him. Convincing yourself to stand up, you approached him in sheer wonder using your feet sluggishly to cross the distance. His mouth was curled into a smug smile when you halted just out of reach and asked, “Who--Who are you?”

“I am Horus,” his chin lifted in pride, “son of Osiris, Beholder of the All-Seeing Eye, Protector of Egypt, and the God of War,” he listed, his husky voice taking on the assurance of power as he peered at you. He then added, “There’s a few more but I’ll save you the time.”

You cracked a smile and marveled at how you read and learned about the Egyptian Gods throughout your life, but you never thought to be standing and talking with one in your dreams. Horus radiated a natural warmth that just begged to draw you in and encapsulate you in promises of safety and escape, a quality that came with being immortal, apparently. You tried to focus on the fact he had to summon a massive sandstorm to put on fancy clothing in a feeble attempt to resist the allure of his form, which could be deemed a little dramatic when you thought on it.

“Was it necessary to have all the sand and weird voices?”

Horus shrugged. “I was just feelin’ it.” He retracted his hand from the illuminating pike and folded his arms over his scarred chest, gesturing at your disheveled self. “Do you not like sand getting everywhere?”

You glanced at the pike that was just hovering in the air and brushed at your encrusted arms. “I don’t, in fact, like sand getting in every crevice of my body. Especially in places it isn’t supposed to,” you retorted.

His golden eyes flickered down and you gaped at the god, “I wasn’t talking about that! I meant my mouth, you imbecile.”

Horus’s brows shot up and he chuckled, “Already insulting a god? I could have your eyes gouged for that.”

A chill ran up your spine at the realization he had the power to do anything to you if you wronged him and you muttered an apology, knowing he wouldn’t actually do harm to you. The fear remained, though.

“Don’t worry, you have yet to feel my wrath,” Horus reassured darkly, before picking up his pike and moving past you to where you both had once been sitting. His movements weren’t stiff anymore and he seemed more sure of himself, something apparently only gold and jewels can do to a god.

“You trying to reassure me is terrifying,” you said, trailing after him. “When is the last time you talked to a… mortal?”

Horus tread beyond the acacia tree and kept walking across the night-lit earth, his pike haloing him in a red glow and leaving you in near darkness. You picked up your pace just as he replied, “There’s a first for everybody.”

Surprise splayed over your face, but only the reflection of yourself in his helmet was there to see. With a slight smile pulling at your lips, you impishly remarked, “So, I took your mortal virginity.”

The scarred muscles in his back visibly pulled taut and he waved his free-hand dismissively, his tone of voice being betrayed by his own body language, “If you wanna call it that, then sure.”

You chewed on the inside of your lip to refrain from grinning and shoved down the laughter that left your chest tight, but you didn’t make a peep. The air was instead filled with the collective noises of you both trekking on an unseen path, the chatter of crickets, and the rustle of the long grasses in the stifling breeze. Horus was not one to talk to just make conversation, you concluded after a few failed attempts of trying to speak with the Egyptian God, and so you dropped further back and ran your fingertips over the tops of the brush.

Something glittered in your periphery and you halted, sweeping the landscape to find where you had seen it. Once you were about to give up, a flash of silver came from a pair of boulders that jutted from the black dirt and you glanced at Horus’s ever-distancing form then back toward the rocks-- you reasoned that you could only experience this situation once in your life, so you ventured off the invisible trail and to whatever awaited.

Just as you were close enough to touch the stone, a gust of sweltering heat blasted you from your left and a golden gleam sliced before your face; halting you in your tracks. A wave of panic washed over you to only recede back once Horus’s glaring eyes were met by your own startled ones.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” he snarled, bringing the blade of his pike closer to your throat.

You swallowed thickly and stared at the weapon that threatened your life, simply unable to find the courage to speak as every muscle in your body was tense in terror. Horus did a double-take at what he was doing and swung the pike away from you before plunging it into the shadowed ground with a flick of his arm, exhaling loudly in vexation as the anger drained from his expression.

“You can’t just--,” he sighed and spoke gentler, “Look, this place is dangerous for someone like you and I’m your best shot for keepin’ you safe, so unless you have a death wish, I suggest you stick with me--the god, okay?”

“Y-You were about to kill me, though!” you stammered, clutching yourself.

Horus pulled a face. “I had to get you to stop.”

“By almost cutting open my throat?” Your voice began to rise, “I think I’d prefer it if-if Osiris--” You were cut off by his finger being pressed against your lips and his gold eyes narrowing.

“You can’t just throw around the names of the Gods,” he hissed, obviously you saying the name of his father having struck a chord.

You grabbed his hand and pushed it away from your face, the craving in the back of your mind igniting again at the exchange and it left your skin tingling after you were no longer in contact with him. You searched his expression, but Horus displayed no sign he had experienced the same and your emotions simmered down when he remained quiet, the tension in the air thinning.

“Sorry,” you retorted, “I’m not exactly from around wherever this is and somebody hasn’t bothered to hop off their high horse and explain anything.”

Horus’s fingers curled around the shaft of his pike and his gaze drifted away from you, his nostrils flaring as he huffed and gave in to the meaning behind your accusation. “Alright, I’ll start talking if you stay beside me this time,” he bargained.

“And no more waving around your deadly stick.”

Horus tugged the weapon out of the dirt and dropped it, but before it hit the ground the whole thing vanished into sand which simultaneously amazed you and also reminded you of how much actually still clung to your clothing and skin. You were satisfied the god complied to your demands, for the most part, and you said, “Looks like we have a deal, Horus.”

He nodded and you started on the way back to the path he had been blazing, managing to hear him say, “Mortals are insulting.”

You never looked behind you to witness how he swept over the boulders with his gaze, his hand extending to disappear inside the rock and retract to unveil a silver fang that shone in his palm, and with a glance back at where you were working your way through the grass, he created it into a thin necklace.

Sand fell out of his clenched fist and his fingers unfurled to have a delicate gold chain fashioned to the tooth; he looped it around the exposed part of his wrist and caught up to where you waited for the god.

The trek was much more enjoyable this time around and Horus kept true to his word, his answers were direct and mostly confusing at times, but you gained a decent amount of knowledge of the world around you and the Egyptian gods themselves. And history books don’t compare to the truth.

You were walking in the Kingdoms of the Gods, specifically the outer wilderness of the True Heliopolis that was home to Amun-Ra and Horus, and the god said the city made even the most beautiful thing from the mortal world look ugly.

Horus even told of his own story; how he was the child of Osiris and Isis, but Isis had gone missing after his birth and Osiris was killed by his uncle Seth so he was raised by Amun-Ra. He fought against Seth for centuries, acquiring the ceremonial and battle scars lacing his brown skin, and it all stopped when Amun-Ra seized the fighting to lay down the Laws of Power. Horus now only wasted his immortal life hunting, drinking, and seducing the women who devoted their souls in his service to repay the deeds that left their hearts heavier than the Feather of Justice.

You could sense the hunger and anger inside of the god who fought for millennium against the killer of his parents to only be restrained by the King of the Gods as he spoke, but what confused you the most was how you ended up here with Horus. He claimed he had no idea, but you knew he was lying straight to your face. Horus knew everything; every possibility, every path, every action that had and would take place in all of creation. To frankly not know why you now stood beside him was not a mystery, but a secret he knew and that spoke more than the concealed truth could.

Your journey ended atop the edge of a cliff face that overlooked the Desert of Dreams, the sun just rising from the sands as morning arrived in the heavens, and Horus’s golden eyes rested on you instead of the view.

You turned to him and smiled warmly, extending your hand out between you for him to catch on and grasp your fingers firmly, the warmth of his dark skin seeping into your body and heating your veins as you briefly shook hands. You both retracted and stared out at the magnificent desert.

“Thank you, Horus,” you said. “I will never forget how you tried to kill me.”

The god could only watch as you closed your eyes and faded from his sight, your presence erased from the astral plane and leaving a memory in his mind of the apparent kidnapping he had done and also the eventful night he shared with Bastet’s successor, but most of all it left behind a peculiar tingling feeling in his hand and an amused grin on his face.

Horus knew everything, that was true, but he did not know everything when it came to the fiery mortal who he did--for the most part--almost kill.

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stardustheartbeats · 6 years

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yellow (because it’s my fave color so i have to) and for the bookish ones: comma, bookstore, paperback, hardcover, prologue!

kaitlyn!! I love yellow so much too :) :)

yellow: if you could have any view from your bedroom window what would you choose? what’s your favorite thing to do on a sunny day? what do you consider lucky? what made you smile today? what makes you happy?

1. I’d either want a view into a small sidestreet in London or to look out into an amazing back garden with so many flowers!

2. my favorite thing to do on sunny days is to just walk around outside! or go to a park and read!

3. I don’t really believe in luck, so much, but every time I think about how amazing my friends are I can’t help but think how lucky I am to have them.

4. a new page of my favorite webcomic!!

5. books, flowers, writing, music, coffee, traveling, sunrises, sharpies, poems hanging on walls, seeing people open up, going to the movies, being obsessed with a tv show or book series or movie, Mirn making spotify playlists for me

:) :)

Comma: Who is your favourite character…. ever!?

Hermione Granger! Hands down! (I also adore Frances Janvier from Alice Oseman’s Radio Silence)

Bookstore: If you had a character written based on you, what would their personality and name be?

Um!! I hope her name would be better than Caroline… maybe Alex or something. And she would be nervous all the time but really love to read and would have strong opinions and try their best at everything! And she would love the people closest to her with everything she had!

Paperback: Strangest place you have read a book?

Oh gosh hahaha I’ve read books everywhere? Especially having like, the kindle app on my phone, so I can read and no one will even know! In the bathroom at parties, in a football game, while doing yoga (audiobooks!), really anywhere is fair game.

Hardcover: Least favourite book and why?

I *really* dislike Faulkner. I’ve read three books and a short story by him and they’re just so infuriating and horrible. I hate all of the characters and the plots are just disturbing. I also really disliked the Wolves of Mercy Falls series by Maggie Stiefvater, I found them boring and the main characters were super bland. But I like other things that she has written!

Prologue: Describe the book you are currently reading using only emojis?

🧜🏽‍♀️🤴🏻❤️🏰⚓️⛵️🌊 (To Kill A Kingdom by Alexandra Christo)

Thanks so much Kaitlyn!!!

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flamingmirrorbookish · 8 years

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Revive Booklr Tag

I was tagged by @ghost-bookworm and @i-breathe-therefore-i-read Thank you!

Rules: If tagged, answer the original questions and either add to the list or delete some (if you’d like), then tag more people!

Which book are you currently reading? In a Handful of Dust (Not a Drop to Drink #2) by Mindy McGinnis

What’s your Hogwarts house? Hufflepuff

If you could get on a plane right now, where would you go? (Yes, fictional places are good as well. You could also travel via wardrobe/train/etc.) Somewhere warm

Speaking of, what fictional character would you wish to travel with? Jesper from Six of Crows because he's funny and talkative (and will keep the conversation going when I show signs of giving up on socialising)

When do you put your Christmas decorations up? the first Sunday in Advent

Are there any books you want to recommend to the rest of us? Tell me some guidelines or I won’t stop - Six of crows&The Grisha series (that one should come first) by Leigh Bardigo, A darker shade of magic by V.E. Schwab, Radio Silence by Alice Oseman, Maybe someday by Colleen Hoover (New Adult), Daughter of smoke and bone by Laini Taylor... umm more? I have more but these have triggers: Sharp objects by Gillian Flynn (cutting), Written in red by Anne Bishop (cutting, I'm thinking there was rape as well), Hopeless by Colleen Hoover (New Adult, sexual abuse, suicide). Easy by Tammara Webber (New Adult, rape)

What is your favourite nonfiction subject to read? I don’t read nonfiction. much. I liked reading the ones about life in prison in Thailand. Yeah... I can't explain that one

What types of book covers do you find most aesthetically pleasing? Shiny and bumpy and colourful

Favourite book you’ve read this year? I've read 2 books this year! Not a drop to drink (also suicide and rape triggers) and More happy than not. hmmmm... the first is Dystopia which is my favourite so that wins

If you set yearly goals for yourself, how many books would you like to read in 2017? my Goodreads reading challenge is set to 20. I will read around 30 books and that's enough for me

What book has been on your TBR the longest? Inside Out (Insiders #1) by Maria V. Snyder. Added Jan 05 2012. I'll get to it... maybe

Who are some of your book girlfriends and/or boyfriends? Kaz and Nikolai from the Grishaverse by Leigh Bardugo, Cole from The wolves of Mercy falls by Maggie Stiefvater, Adrian Ivashkov from VA and Bloodlines by Richelle Mead

* the questions @i-breathe-therefore-i-read added -

What is the longest book you’ve read? (not counting books I read in school because I simply can't remember the page&word count) Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix - translated hardcover 856 pages

First book you remember reading? Rumcajs by Václav Čtvrtek

I don't like tagging :( Do this if you're interested and blame me

#tag

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norashelley · 3 years

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tagged by @vivaciouslady to fill out this favorites thing. I did one similar not too long ago but this has more on it that I really liked so I did this one too. Not tagging anyone this time because it’s long and I don’t want anyone to feel obligated to read it or do it but if you want to, go for it and say I tagged you if you like.

, MUSIC

• favorite genre: I really like a little bit of everything. music is a way of expressing and feeling emotions for me so I need every genre.

• favorite artist(s): I have too many and I don’t know of anyone who listens to 95% of them so I don’t feel like listing them.

• favorite song: that is even harder to decide on than artists.

• most listened to song recently: the 70+ songs on my sleep cd that I listen to all night, every night

• song stuck in your head currently: Alone in Our Castle, Olivia Lufkin

• five favorite lyrics (not in any particular order):

- “ Love, oh love I want to believe in love I want to believe this feeling That I feel deeply for you But if you can't, turn away and go Don't turn back, and I'll do the same “ (Alone in Our Castle, Olivia Lufkin)

- “ The fear begins to creep in The distance begins to grow I can't find the right words to say I need to know it's okay, okay.. “ (Space Halo, Olivia Lufkin)

- “'Cause I can't find the secret to survive To grow old safe and sound Life is sifting through like the sands in the hourglass There's not a moment to relive my time and space There's not a moment to undo anything” (Millstone, Eisley)

- “ Do you wanna be in denial? You wanna be in denial? Must I sacrifice this heart To live this life, the picture? “ (Denial, Olivia Lufkin)

- “So I just sit in my room after hours with the moon And think of who knows my name Would you cry if I died Would you remember my face?” (Fine on the Outside, Priscilla Ahn)

BOOKS

• favorite genre: I don’t know.

• favorite book: The Wolves of Willoughby Chase, Howl’s Moving Castle, The Secret Garden a bunch more...

• favorite author: Astrid Lindgren I suppose.

• favorite book series: I can’t decide

• comfort book: The Wolves of Willoughby Chase

• the perfect book to read on a rainy day: The Clockwork Three

• favorite book characters: Anne Shirley, Valancy Stirling, Sophie Hatter, a bunch more...

• five quotes from your favorite book(s) that you know by heart:

- “ When you will not fly into a passion, people know that you are stronger than they are, because you are strong enough to hold in your rage, and they are not, and they say stupid things they wish they hadn't said afterward. There's nothing so strong as rage, except what makes you hold it in - that's stronger" - A Little Princess

- “People need other people to feel things for them, it gets lonely to feel things all by yourself. “ - Liesl and Po

- "You must never feel badly for making mistakes, as long as you take the trouble to learn from them. For you often learn more by being wrong for the right reasons, than you do by being right for the wrong reasons. “ - The Phantom Tollbooth

- “But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand” - The Velveteen Rabbit

- “They, from the inside, looking curiously at her, outside - expecting her to like what they liked, have what they had, do what they did. And when they found she didn't, hadn't, couldn't - or what ever it was that always cut her off from the rest - they would loose interest. If they hated her it would have been better. But nobody did. They just lost interest, quite politely.” - When Marnie Was There

TV & MOVIES

• favorite genre: I like things that make me laugh or cry or has really good story telling or exciting, not genre specific.

• favorite movie(s): I will never answer this, I have over 100 and I refuse to narrow it down.

• comfort movie(s): the talk of the town, easy living, singin’ in the rain, white christmas, fred & ginger films, ghibli films, brave, the rocketeer, the women

• movies you watch every year: White Christmas, Muppets Christmas Carol, Original 3 Star Wars, probably some others but those I watch with my mom on specific days so I always remember.

• favorite tv shows: Full House, Great British Baking Show, Larkrise to Candleford, Batman (60s live action), The Nanny, That Girl... I know I’m forgetting some but it’s 4am and I’m too tired to think.

• most rewatched tv show: My mom and I watch the first 4 seasons of the new doctor who every other year so probably that.

• ultimate otp: Jean and Terry from Stage Door.

• five favorite characters:

from tv shows - Minnie (Larkrise to Candleford), Fran Fine (The Nanny) Rose Nylund (The Golden Girls) Donna Nobel (Doctor Who), Batgirl (1960s live action Batman)

from movies - Norah Shelley (The Talk of the Town), Mary Smith (Easy Living), Susan Vance (Bringing up Baby), Charlotte Vale (Now, Voyager), Sylvia Fowler (The Women)

tv shows or movies | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons (22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or binging | one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga (one part for movies, saga for tv) | half hour or one hour long episodes (depends on the show) | subtitles on or off (on if it’s not english, off if it is) | rewatching or watching just once (depends on the show) | downloads or watches online

#tag game #rose's stuff #this was great to fill out when i couldn't sleep #thank you annabelle #favorites questionnaire

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