Just some random One-Shots from different fandoms. :3
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Filled with random One-Shots and short mini series.
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WARNING:OOC, AFAB!Reader, Older Man/Younger Woman, Mild Non-Con, Dub-Con, Partly Inspired by a Disenchantment Episode, Metalocalypse X Ghost Kinda, AFAB!Reader, Papas are kinda alive?, Short Chapters, OCs To Push Story Along, THEME:Dethklok Priestess Goes Abroad FANDOM:Ghost (Swedish Band) Part: 5/?
[1]Water- Soothing and calming but quick to anger with raging waves tall as buildings, the waters quick to change moods in a snap of one's fingers; Quicker then a pubescent teen with a bipolar disorder. Fish swam about in colonies as dolphins corralled them like sheep, ready to feast upon their dinner. A red and beige octopus randomly punching a fish that came to close to the Cephalopoda's hidden home, a few beer bottles littered it's hideout like little trophies.
Jellyfish lazily floated about, no thoughts, just drifting away with the flow.
There's no heat, no cold, just blue liquid hugging your body. You glided along with the ocean flow, no specific direction. A school of sliver fish swam close to you, following where ever you go, booping a fish's snoot causing it to swim away before rejoining it's siblings. Something large emerged before you, nothing to be frighten of, you felt a kindred spirit with this animal. The whale's black eyes fixated upon your small form, you couldn't be sure if it were watching. Through its eyes, you saw yourself, nude as a newborn babe and [HAIR COLOR] hair floated around your head like a halo.
No. The majestic creature was not a it but a she- A sister maybe? But there is a connection, one you felt within yourself. No doubt the whale thought the same, hidden knowledge behind those big eyes of her's.
"Forewarned The Twisted One vil snart kreve både kropp og sjel din*." Her voice soft as it echoed across the ocean like a merciful god whose a gentle giant, careful to all their subjects. But, her words confused you; What Twisted One? And what does your very person have to do with anything? "Smerte og lidelse er det han tilbyr*." Cocking your head to the side with a face of disdain, you sure don't like what she had said, you don't want to be hurt and certainly don't wish to be preyed upon like a wounded animal. "Den falskeprofeten vil åpenbare seg for verden*."
You shook your head, whatever she means you know it won't happen. Never listen to imaginary things within your head but her warning will still stick to you as if you must listen!
With the message delivered, the whale sang her song as she swam passed you. The current causing you to stir and turn to face where ever she traveled, her form growing smaller and smaller until it disappeared within the dark blue waters. Even her calling became silent, leaving you alone with the school of fish. The little silver fish suddenly stopped, their blank eyes staring off somewhere- At something you couldn't see. Looking every and each way your companions scurried off to in a frenzy rush, leaving you all alone.
