So hey, figured since it's summer, anyone want requests? I think I'll do about five, so just comment what you want and I'll do them as quickly as I can
Finding Solace for the NeedyThe value of a soul,Finding Solace for the Needy by Pitalia
Is something no one can control,
Only its owner,
At the end of a hard hard day,
Through all the troubles and the pain,
Remember hearts don't beat in vain,
All have purpose,
All have potential,
And all can turn kind,
The soul is priceless and limitless,
But it's energy can change,
Can be diminished like a flame,
But embers will remain,
Take a breath and breathe upon your everlasting fire,
You are precious and valuable,
Someone loves you it is true,
If you are alone,
Look to the stars and know someone else watches with you,
If you are lonely, find a fellow songbird,
If you are troubled, seek a fellow solace,
If you need love, give it to the needy,
Find someone that needs yourself,
Do not be bitter,
Don't hesitate to cry,
Through all your troubles there is light,
Whether in the sun, or in a smile,
Never doubt it can be reached,
That you and other weary souls will finally find true peace.
I Won't Last A Day Without You - Male!ElsaxReaderI Won't Last A Day Without You - Male!ElsaxReader by LadyofLegends
It is snowing.
You realize this as you slowly open your eyes, head still fuzzy with sleep as you clutch your pillow. You sit up in bed, a smile spreading across your face as you watch the flakes slowly drift in the wind outside. The first snow. You think, pulling yourself out from the warmth of your bed, and away from the warmth of Elliot's body. ...Well, the first natural snow. You add to your thoughts, thinking of all the snowfalls that Elliot had created, not only for you but for the entire kingdom. He is still asleep, and had had his arm around you when you woke up. It is odd how warm the Snow King's body can be, considering, well, the fact that he has powers over ice and snow. But Elliot is always warm, even if he thinks of himself as being cold.
You stand up and head to the window, placing your palm against the cold glass as you watch the snow twirl in the wind. Being the wife of the Snow King himself has helped you build a tolerance of cold thi
NorwayxReader - For ThemNorwayxReader - For Them by LadyofLegends
The snow crunched under the soles of your boots as you walked. The air was cold, and the wind blowing wasn't helping matters either, but you didn't care. Even if your long, thick dark blue cloak hadn't been covering your form, your boiling blood was enough to keep you warm. Snowflakes blown by the wind stuck to the skin of your face that wasn't covered by the mask of bandages that covered your mouth.
A sudden gust of wind pulled your cloak open, revealing your long lighter blue long-sleeved tunic and dark brown pants, and you pulled your cloak back around you. Why am I bothering? You wondered to yourself. Why am I wasting my time to do this?
Then you remembered why.
"Goddamn it... it's all my fault... everyone keeps leaving me..."
Always for them.
You hiked faster, trudging through the snow.
You had reached your destination.
You stood before a tall, wooden door. It was smooth, and it gleamed desp
Denmark x Reader: Makeshift FortMathias KohlerDenmark x Reader: Makeshift Fort by InsanityVixen
(This is a sequel, if you want to read the first part, the link is in the description below.)
You dropped the last of the boxes on top of the table and sighed in relief, stretching your arms out to relieve your aching muscles.
“Is that the last one?”
“Yep!” You laughed as Mathias’ shoulders sagged gratefully, before he collapsed to the floor and lay spread-eagled in the middle of the spacious living room. “Aw, is my big strong man tired after lugging a few boxes around?”
“No, your big strong man is tired after lugging a few million boxes up at least a billion steps. Why do you have so much stuff?”
“If you’d prefer I could take it all back, I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you…”
“No!” He sat bolt upright and glared at you, as if daring you to say another word. “It was hard enough to get you here in the first place, there’s no way I’m ever let