Master Chief: Halo 2 Vacation by Balmung6, literature
Literature
Master Chief: Halo 2 Vacation
Bungie: "Hey Chief, can we talk for a minute?"
Master Chief: "What's the problem?"
Bungie: "Yeah, uh...between Halo 2 and 3 - you know, when you were stuck in that warp to Earth until Halo 3 came out? - did you, you know, maybe....visit anywhere else while you waited?"
Master Chief: "....why do you ask?"
Bungie: "Well, it's just that one of the other employees was playing Fable II the other day and noticed this bit of history: 'Long ago, when Albion was still under rule of the Old Kingdom, a rift in space opened a portal between dimensions. Through the rift stepped a warrior of immense power, clad in green armour and carrying a
- The number 117 isn't just Master Chief's identification, it's the length of his penis... in yards.
- There is no energy shield. Projectiles just stop before hitting the Chief.
- Master Chief doesn't need weapons to kill things, the weapons need Master Chief
- The Spartan Mark V armor actually broke because it couldn't contain Master Chief's awesomeness.
- If the marines just stay out of his way, Master Chief can finish the entire Halo story before you can say 'Halo'.
- The Chief did scare some Elites. So much that even their armor colors turned white, that's why there are white armored Elites.
- Microsoft doesn't own Master Chief. On
With voices like lightning
And hail, blood-red
With door-slamming thunder
To cut through my head
I sit here in silence
And feed on the night
Each morsel of quiet
A welcome delight.
I feel like a child
So wrapped up in fear
But truth is, I feel
So much safer in here
They never would touch me
But words hurt enough
They'll see me when someone
Has learned how to love.
Jealousy At Its Finest (Jacob Frye x Reader) by YourLovelyInday, literature
Literature
Jealousy At Its Finest (Jacob Frye x Reader)
"You're such a git, Jacob." You giggle aloud, shutting your book.
He frowns while Evie suppresses a smile. She always could count on you to tease her brother.
"How so, my lovely (y/n)?" He mocks.
A devilish smirk graces your lips as you leave your spot beneath the tree, following his footsteps with a sway of your hips. Where would you start?
"I can choose a number of times you've gotten us in danger. Perhaps it's story time?" Evie laughs, hand on your shoulder to support herself.
Jacob rolls his eyes and trudges off into the distance, vanishing inside your inn.
"(y/n), you will be the death of me." His sister jokes, linking an arm throu