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A Reader insert that I came up with. It's about Wolverine aka Logan Howlett and his daughter. It has 1075 words.
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I will my try my hand at kiss scenes (and maybe more than that if you so desire ;) ), but I've had little personal experience with such things. However, I've read plenty of books ;), so I shall use that to my advantage.

Please note that I am still in school, so updates will be sometimes spotty, sometimes nonexistent. I will try my best to update asap. Please place your requests on the Thing that says Marvel Requests, and I will add them to it. It will have a Requests in Progress section and a Finished Requests section.

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Guilty/Innocent
(I got this from Trixt3er. Feel free to ask me about anything you see on here! I am one Guilty Motherf*cker.)
Rules: You can only say guilty or innocent. You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you or asks you.
Asked someone to marry you? Innocent
Kissed one of your friends? Guilty
Danced on a table in a bar or tavern? Innocent
Ever told a lie? Guilty
Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have? Guilty
Ever kissed someone of the opposite sex? Guilty
Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Guilty
Kissed a picture? Guilty
Slept in until 5pm? Innocent
Fallen asleep at work or school? Guilty
Held a snake? Guilty
Been suspended from school? Innocent
Stolen something? Guilty
Done something you regret? Guilty
Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? Guilty
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Guilty
Kissed in the rain? Innocent
Sat on a roof top? Guilty
Sang in the shower? Guilty
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Innocent
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The Fallen
It was destined to be a sad day. Though the sun shined bright, her heart was darkened by loss. They fought to drive back the army as the healers hurried the refugees into the city, swords singing, enemies screaming as they died. Just as she beheaded one soldier, she saw the sword plunge through her stomach, saw the blood come bubbling out of her mouth to stain her bright skin. She screamed in rage and many fighters, allies and enemies alike shuddered at the sound. She fought her way over to them, mercilessly cutting down the opposing forces in her path.
She got to her and twirled her twin blades warning at the foes around her, grey eyes flashing light lightning. Many chose to flee her wrath, yet the stubborn ones with death wishes had their prayers answered. Finally, there was a cleared ring around her, and her armor was splattered with crimson as she fell to her knees and cradled her head. She felt for a pulse and felt a crack open up her heart. She wept and held her head to her breas
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Small One
A small knock on Thranduil's door had him looking up from his book.
"Come in," he called. The door quivered, opened a little bit, as if the hinges were rusted metal. Then it fell shut for a moment. Finally, it swung open and a small blur dashed inside before it could shut again.
The blur solidified into a small child about three years old, dressed in a simple, scoop necked blue gray tunic that went to her knees. There was a gray silk belt about her waist, the ends of it going between her leather clad legs. She wore no slippers, preferring bare feet.
Wide, storm grey eyes looked out from a heart shaped face framed by mahogany waves. Two braids at her temples kept most of it out of her vision. She approached with swift steps taken with the balls of her feet, for she was faster that way. She laid a hand on his knee as he leaned forward to better hear whatever she had to say.
"Ada," she said, voice naturally husky, even for a girl-child. "Will you come outside with me?" She tilted her head
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Of the Full Moon
Thranduil was standing on his balcony as he looked up at the full moon, thinking quiet, somber thoughts.
Legolas has been gone for almost fifty years, now, he thought. I'll never admit how much I missed him, if he comes back. He smiled and amended the thought. Except for Erulisse. Ah, how she has grown.
Indeed, having only been ten when Legolas left she probably missed him more than she missed her mother. Now, at sixty years of age she was a beautiful young woman. Elves age more slowly than Humans or Dwarves. For every year, their minds age three, while their bodies age one. And physically, Erulisse was twenty-one.
She was tall and built like a willow tree with long, mahogany hair that fell to the middle of her back in waves, and stormy grey eyes set in a heart shaped face that boasted of high cheekbones and dark red lips. The only mark upon her face was a tattoo in Tengwar script, an oath she made to herself that was there for everyone to see. She was brave, loyal
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Within You ~ Labyrinth
How you turned my world you precious thing
Indeed his world was longer the way he remembered it, he no longer saw it the way he once did.
Everything I've done, I've done for you
His goal was always to make her happy, only ever wanting to give her her dreams.
I move the stars for no one
But he'd moved them for her.
Your eyes can be so cruel
She never saw past herself and her selfish, hasty wishes.
Just as I can be so cruel
He was through with the hurt she'd caused his lonely soul-he said No More, and sent her back Aboveground.
Though I do believe in you, yes I do
He believed that she'd one day see her mistakes and regret them.
Live without the sunlight
His soul was darkened, hope dashed.
Love without your heartbeat
The heart beats for love-alas, he no longer had any love, just as no one seemed to have any for him.
I...I ca
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Author's Note: For my regular readers, you will notice that the chapters in this story will be shorter. I am trying some different things stylistically, and shorter chapters with more action is part of it. We'll see how long that plan lasts ;)
As always, reviews keep me writing faster. :)
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Erulisse
Artist | Student | Varied
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I'm a serious artist, and I only answer serious artist questions. I'm kidding, I answer silly questions, too. I also don't wear shoes and I'm a piece of shit.
Currently writing a book that I hope to publish.
My name means grace, and Since there is no translation for hannah, Grace is the one I use. In Elvish, Grace is Erulissë (Air-oo-leese-say).
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(I got this from Trixt3er. Feel free to ask me about anything you see on here! I am one Guilty Motherf*cker.)

Rules: You can only say guilty or innocent. You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you or asks you.
Asked someone to marry you? Innocent

Kissed one of your friends? Guilty

Danced on a table in a bar or tavern? Innocent

Ever told a lie? Guilty

Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have? Guilty

Ever kissed someone of the opposite sex? Guilty

Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Guilty

Kissed a picture? Guilty

Slept in until 5pm? Innocent

Fallen asleep at work or school? Guilty

Held a snake? Guilty

Been suspended from school? Innocent

Stolen something? Guilty

Done something you regret? Guilty

Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? Guilty

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Guilty

Kissed in the rain? Innocent

Sat on a roof top? Guilty

Sang in the shower? Guilty

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Innocent

Slept naked? Guilty

Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Innocent

Been in a band? Innocent

Shot a gun? Guilty

Donated blood? Innocent

Eaten alligator meat? Innocent

Eaten cheesecake? Guilty

Still loved someone you shouldn’t? Innocent

Have/had a tattoo? Innocent

Been too honest? Guilty

Ruined a surprise? Innocent

Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you can’t walk after? Innocent

Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty

Dressed in a man’s clothes? Guilty

Dressed in a woman’s clothes? Guilty

Joined a pageant? Innocent

Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Guilty

Still have communication with your ex? Guilty

Cheated on someone? Innocent

Got totally drunk one night when you had an important exam the next morning? Innocent

A total stranger treated you by paying your fare? Guilty

Got so angry that you cried? Guilty

Tried to stay away from someone for their own good? Guilty

Actually murdered someone? Innocent

Thought about mass murder? Guilty

Actually committed a mass murder? Innocent

Rode in a stranger’s vehicle? Innocent

Stalked someone? Innocent

Had a girlfriend? Innocent

Had a boyfriend? Guilty

Totally drunk during a holiday? Innocent
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I heard a loud shot ring out from his bedroom, followed by a moment of silence. Then slurred swearing. This could not be good. Usually the house was filled with loud, distinct swearing and video game sound effects. Not this.

Worried, I dashed down the hallway to his room and threw the door open, cracking it down the middle. What I saw stunned and saddened me. He lay on his back on his bed, a pool of his own blood soaking into the already dark red sheets, spilling from the hole in his skull that was already healing.

"Oh, Wade," I sighed. "Was it the yellow or white box, this time?" He flapped a hand and twirled his pinky finger, the sign that had evolved to mean White. I sat beside him and waited for his skull to fuse shut.

"You're lucky we buy red sheets instead of white, now," I told him. "I don't care if Al gave you that little trick with seltzer water and lemon juice, cotton is too easy to stain."

"Yew're, ril smat," he slurred, his brain still obviously under construction.

"Of course I am," I replied. "I may be the offspring of an insane god, but insanity doesn't equal stupidity. That applies to you as well, even though your stunt with Banner that one time was quite foolish." He sighed, and even through his mask i could tell his eyes had shut, his body language that of a defeated man.

"I canno' die," he sighed, his functionality improving vastly. "No matter 'ow much I may crave it."

"I feel for you, my friend," I stroked his brow bone through his mask. "We're both cursed in this way-longing for release but never to find it." I'd once cut out my own heart, but I grew another one within five hours. Like the Merc with a Mouth, here my regenerative process was super swift. Kinda sucked on the days when I felt suicidal.

You know, at one point, we put a gun in one another's mouth and pulled the trigger. You might think, holy fuck, that's really fucked up. But guess what, cupcake?

We are fucked up.

Sometimes this world is really ugly. Like shit down the drain and into your drinking water because somebody doesn't care enough to fucking filter it-kind of ugly.

And then there's things like the X-Men, the Avengers, academies dedicated solely to the fine arts and the cure for cancer and many other deadly diseases.

To be truthful, we really do live in a beautiful world. Like one of my favorite book characters once said, "Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it."

"True dat," the merc muttered.

"Stop eavesdropping on my internal monologue, Wade," I replied. "Stick to your yellow and white boxes."

"But yours are so much cooler."

"Really, what do they look like?"

"One is a sort of lavender and the other is a grey box."

"Hmm. Interesting to know. Go get in the shower."

"Why?"

"Because you have brain matter, cerebral fluid and blood all over your fucking head and bedroom walls.

"Wanna join me?"

"Fuck no. I like you, but not in that way."

"Aww."

"You think brain matter is a turn on?"

"Well you are really smart."

"Think outside your skull, Wade. Now go, before I sever your trigger fingers and your favorite appendage."

"I'm going, i'm going," he jumped up and ran into the bathroom.

Fucking suicidal mouthy-assed mercenary.

"I heard that, too," he called.

"Can you hear this?" I held up my middle finger.

"What's she doing? Aw, so not nice. And here I thought we were friends."

"We are," I called. "That's why my crazy plays nice with yours."

"Right."

"I don't hear any water running."

"Yes, mother."

"Shut up kid or I'll ground you."

It was destined to be a sad day. Though the sun shined bright, her heart was darkened by loss. They fought to drive back the army as the healers hurried the refugees into the city, swords singing, enemies screaming as they died. Just as she beheaded one soldier, she saw the sword plunge through her stomach, saw the blood come bubbling out of her mouth to stain her bright skin. She screamed in rage and many fighters, allies and enemies alike shuddered at the sound. She fought her way over to them, mercilessly cutting down the opposing forces in her path.

She got to her and twirled her twin blades warning at the foes around her, grey eyes flashing light lightning. Many chose to flee her wrath, yet the stubborn ones with death wishes had their prayers answered. Finally, there was a cleared ring around her, and her armor was splattered with crimson as she fell to her knees and cradled her head. She felt for a pulse and felt a crack open up her heart. She wept and held her head to her breast, mourning her best friend.

The fight had slowly ended by the time she wiped away her tears. She stroked his hair, closed her eyelids, and removed the leaf ring from the third finger of her left hand, sliding it onto the second finger of her right.

"Goodbye, Mellonamin," she whispered, kissing her cool forehead. She gathered her into her arms, her weight much less than hers, and stood as her father came over and looked at the fallen warrior, his features softening from the harsh lines that battle always drew unto his face. He pulled her close.

"I know," he simply said. A single tear ran down her face. "She'll be honored in Valar."

She could only nod. He stood back to let her pass by him, her best friend's auburn battle braids hanging limply over her arm. Eldar and humans alike turned to watch her pass, both races tending to their wounded, making ready carts to carry their fallen back to their homelands. They watched as the beautiful, proud, kind hearted princess passed by with the smaller elleth in her arms, tear tracks on her face. It reminded the humans that though the Eldar were longer lived, they could still perish, could still mourn just as fiercely.
The Fallen
Inspired by Arwen's Promise, sung by Eurielle, one of my favorite singers.

Eldar ~ Elves
Mellonamin ~ My friend
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