Fright Fest 2014 (1p! X Reader X 2p!Hetalia)Fright Fest 2014 (1p! X Reader X 2p!Hetalia)17 hours ago in Horror More Like This
THEME #11: HALLOWEEN
You opened your eyes groggily, yawning as you sat up, blinking.
“Good afternoon, Sleeping Beauty.”
“Shut up….” You rubbed your (e/c) eyes and yawned again. “Are we there yet?”
“About five minutes away,” Arthur replied, shifting a little.
You and Arthur, as well as Alfred, Francis, Matthew, Antonio, Lovino, Feliciano, Ludwig, Gilbert, Kiku, Ivan, and Yao, were on your way to Six Flags Fright Fest 2014 in Saint Louis, Missouri. Alfred had been pretty insistent on that one in particular, so you had literally taken a long car ride there in order to grant his wish. You were sitting on Arthur’s lap, squished illegally together in the first row of the black Chevy SUV with Matthew, Alfred, Feliciano, and Lovino. The second row behind you had Francis, Antonio, Ivan, Kiku, and Yao. Ludwig was in the passenger seat, and Gilbert was driving.
You went to stretch, then became aware
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 2Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 216 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 2 Mother Knows Best
I sat on the edge of the bed as Mother fixed a washcloth. "I will just be a moment, Hans.", she assured as I swayed my legs back and forth. She sat beside me and held my face still. "Now this may sting, but I need you to be brave for me. Alright?"
"Alright.", I nodded, immediately wincing as she placed the cloth against my wound.
"Momma's almost done...There, that's all." She smiled down at me, tilting my chin up so I could gaze back at her. "Feel better?"
"I'm starting to. Thank you, Mother."
She smirked and scooted in, wrapping her arm around me. "Now, tell me what happened."
I took a deep breath and began, "Well, Liam didn't like the fact that I punched him and-"
"Hans...why did you hit your brother?"
"Because I had something to prove to the others."
silencesquiet,silences2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sound of a smile
as it graces your skin,
i have not listened
to the echoes wrought
by your dimples
but i believe
the touch of a whisper
as it drifts across distance
to caress and cradle.
i halt ocean-close, fibre-far;
and i wonder if our words
could somehow falter
as they journey.
the look of glazed
in your eyes as they
struggle not to flutter
i do not bear witness
to your slumber,
but lie soft and unspoken
Daddy! Levi x Mommy! Reader - Trick or TreatDaddy! Levi x Mommy! Reader - Trick or Treat 8 hours ago in Romance More Like This
"Mommy! I need your help!"
You smiled as you turned around and saw your daughter running up to you, her costume half on, half off. "I thought Daddy was helping you get ready?"
"He was," she pouted, "But he doesn't know what hes doing!"
"Its not exactly my forte..." your husband stood in the doorway to the bedroom, arms folded over his chest, his usual bored expression painted on his face.
"Wait, your telling me that you've never put a dress on before?? But I thought you were a princess in a past life??" you giggled, joking at his expense.
His face darkened into a glare, "Don't test me, woman."
"Daddies a princess?!" your little girl gasped, taking what you'd said to be truth.
"Oh god damnit." Levi face palmed, turning around and storming off into the bedroom.
You just laughed at your daughters innocence as you helped put the rest of her costume on.
"Are you gonna get alot of candy?" you asked her,smoothing out her hair.
"Yeah! Ten bags full!!" she raised her arms in the air, ge
Autumn LeavesAutumn Leaves18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We only get to be mature
- our most glorious selves -
for the briefest of moments
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 1Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 116 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 1 Whiteout
It's crazy how fast your entire life can flash before your eyes. Years of pain become intense moments, each darting throughout your mind like a slow-working poison. Amidst it all, you can't help but ask yourself, "Was it worth it?....What did I contribute?...Am I a hero....or just another power-hungry fool trying to make his way in the world?"
"I would never shut you out..."
"You can't marry a man you've just met."
"You can if it's true love!"
"Never shut you out..."
"I leave Prince Hans in charge."
"Queen Elsa! Don't be the monster they fear you are!"
"You have to tell them to let me go!"
"I will do what I
Creepypasta (?): I Apologize in Advance for ThisCreepypasta (?): I Apologize in Advance for ThisCreepypasta (?): I Apologize in Advance for This13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jeff slinked up the stairs to his victim’s room, with a grace and dexterity which were such that he practically flowed from step to step. At last he faced their flimsy pine door, the only object serving as a barrier between blissful slumber and a real-life slasher film. He stopped to titter softly in the moonlight that was pouring through an open bay window, and traced his tongue along the side of his knife in an almost sexual gesture. At last he figured he had fulfilled his quotient of melodrama and kicked the door open clean off its hinges, displaying a freakishly abnormal strength that should have been impossible in a malnourished and sleep-deprived teenage boy. Jeff stared into the room beyond with his piercing, unblinking eyes. He had murdered thousands of people, this one would be no different.
Except they had a shotgun. And for some reason the young girl was smiling.
“Hello, Jeffy-kun” she sai
RecollectLavender paintings blend.Recollect16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of lunar, blanketed streams.
Crystal teas withhold.
Ashen, stoneless dreams.
Cardverse!England x Reader - Memory (1/?)The sound of cracking snow under your feet was all that could be heard among the lifeless stonewalls that surrounded you. It was mixing with the echo of your steps returning from the vast corridors that connected main hall with the other abandoned parts of the once magnificent palace. Now it was nothing more than a pile of ruble, still breathtaking in some places, in other just a ruins of a long forgotten kingdom. The stones of the walls were black and cold, but sometimes you could see on them a scrap of a navy tapestry embroidered with a silver thread. Long ago there were the colours of this country. Coulours of winter that was enslaved by the rulers of spade. Now the winter has ruled over it’s remnants. Thick layer of snow on the ground, wind yanking your clothes.Cardverse!England x Reader - Memory (1/?)13 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Beside you there was not a single soul here. At least that was what you were thinking until you heard a calm and collected voice.
“Mind if I ask what precisely are you doing here?”
The voice was sha
Nevermore... [Insane!Levi x Reader] [AU]Nevermore... [Insane!Levi x Reader] [AU]14 hours ago in Horror More Like This
The wooden chair moaned as the weight of its owner distributed on its leg in a slow, rhythmic rocking. Every fiber of the staircase, every strand within with walls, every thread of curtain, bent and creaked at the oncoming storm, the tempestuous wind disturbing the lonely abode. The ringing of the clock’s chimes reverberated throughout the solitary mansion, announcing the arrival of the midnight hour.
Accompanied only by his books and stone and porcelain guardians to ease his impending sorrow, he rested his head against the velvet lining of the cushion. The candle wrapped in its crystal case, trembled at the thickening darkness, as if announcing the presence of devil, lurking to claim him. his silvery eyes stared down the dark vision before him as it rested on the bust of Pallas over his chamber door. An otherworldly visitor or a fragment of his own mind? A demonic entity from the Plutonian shores of the Night or perhaps a messenger of God?
Opening the sleek sable beak, no
Requesting Highclan VolenteersFor the next Highclan Assignment I'm going to need some volunteers, if you're interested just comment below with the character you wish to use - I'll reveal more later.Requesting Highclan Volenteers18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
There are limited spaces, but I'm not sure how many yet.
Volunteer spots are closed, if you still have characters you wish to kill do still let me know that.
Also if you have any characters you wish to kill off at the moment can you let me know that too.
Triumvirate Of Terror 3: The TombSnakes.Triumvirate Of Terror 3: The Tomb22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why did it always have to be snakes?
Arizona James, the words foremost culinary archeologist, searched the bottom of the brown paper bag, but all she brought up was a fist full of gummy snakes.
"This is the last time I let that idiot buy the candy! I hate snakes!"
The idiot in wuestion was Davis, her dogsbody/comedic foil, who she'd left outside guarding the jeep. She ate the snakes anyway, raiding tombs (a wholly different enterprise to tomb raiding, for reasons of copyright) was hungry work, and this one was a doozy.
Buried a mile beneath the shifting desert sands, Arizona was not on the trail of what she believed was the find of the century: the tomb of Ackmahbelleh. The great queen of her era, Ackmahbelleh was nevertheless curiously absent from the vast majority of literature and records dealing with the time period of her rule. She had ascended the throne as ruler thousands of years ago into a rich and prosperous empire which she set about expanding even further. All of a
ClosenessFire radiant on the ancient leavesCloseness9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They're stolen away by cold windy thieves
They're falling down, never again up high
It's ending, a conclusion, a good-bye
The man inhaled the dying smell
"Very soon," he thought, "I can tell."
Ice in his veins, a numbness, a pain
A shiver as he waits the death train
Hitting here and there, the rickety cane taps
Looking for his place for an eternal nap
At last he found his dark black room
It was tight and small for his tomb
He was laid inside his coffin, deadly still
The walls of it surround him, taking his will
Confined in his box with a peaceful smile
His eyes glassy, his old wrinkles in piles
Buried in the cold ground, on top: glacial layers
The snow mixed with tender white roses, bright silvers
It is cold, let's be close and feel our frosty breath
Winter is here, its closeness can be felt with death.
Triumvirate Of Terror 2: A Sucky StoryGLLLUUUURRRRRPPPPTriumvirate Of Terror 2: A Sucky Story22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Igor pricked up his ears. Igor had had many pairs in his lifetime, but these were a definite favourite. They could hear a twig snap underfoot from half a haunted Forest away, which was usually quite useful as he had a habit of being chased by torch wielding mobs.
He needn't have put on his best ears for this... Display. He had heard the mistress coming from a mile away, every step she took sending a gurgling, sloshing sound echoing through the crafty, cobweb cluttered chambers of the ancient draughty castle.
The double doors creaked open on hinges bearing centuries of rust in order to get the right foreboding note to them, and in strode the mistress.
Mercia Van Carrow.
She was evil. There was no two ways about it. She had become a vampire centuries before in a godless ritual and had continued to life up to the sheer malevolent horror of that night ever since.
She'd also always been a
to you who dancesdear summer childto you who dances8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don't have a couch, my room's
but i'm sure we can find a place
that's big enough for all our dreams
- and the ice cream, of course.
(and your words, they're fancy
enough for me and if we're honest
i prefer old sweatpants and a shirt
myself, we'll be a good match)
not sure if i can giggle,
it's been a while but i'm sure
your laughter is contagious
and it'll sweep me away
like a summer storm
free, yes we're free
and all the magic we need
will be on the tv screen
my wings were lost
some time ago, how
about we find us a beat-up
ford anglia to fly? the sky will be
all ours, and i volunteer
to drive if you want to climb
the roof and touch the clouds
(i don't know anything about cars
but hey, that'll just make us more
- and a little sky-sick, maybe.
let me stroke your hair
for comfort, i bet it's soft
as sunshine and whispers
autumn is a shy maiden
hiding behind its veil of gold
(as i do, i do)
i'm glad i can show you its face
The Boy I LovedThe boy I loved was not always the boy I loved: there was once a time he was someone else, and there was once a time when he was nothing at all, and there is yet to be a time when he will be nothing again. But he was the boy I loved when I met him and was yet still to love him.The Boy I Loved22 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
i'm so tired of disappointment
The boy I loved had really sharp collarbones. "I swear," i would think as i lay my head on his chest, "they could cut me right open and i wouldn't mind."
there's no next time, this was the last chance i gave myself
He still may not be the last boy I'll love like this, but the boy I loved wanted forever with me, and i wanted forever with him. I exchanged a lot of promises with the boy I loved. So many that I often thought our pinkie fingers curled into each other instinctively whenever we said we loved each other. The boy I loved was a constant, but it was also the most tumultuous journey my hesitating feet have ever been on.
it isn't good enough
The boy I
You don't have to be alone (StevexReader) One-shotYou don't have to be alone (StevexReader) One-shot13 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Steve was sitting on a bench in the cemetery. He still couldn't believe Peggy was gone. Her family had allowed him to come to the funeral, for which he was very grateful. He hoped that going to her grave one last time, would help him close that chapter of his life.
Natasha and Sam were right, he should go out more. He just hadn't been able to force himself. It felt safe in his home and at the gym. Even on missions he could forget for a few minutes what he had lost. Now that S.H.I.E.L.D. and Peggy were both gone, he should just get on with his life.
'Are you going to sit there all day?' A familiar voice asked.
Steve turned around and smiled, seeing his old friend, Bucky, standing behind him. After cutting his hair again and putting on some normal clothes he almost seemed the old Bucky again.
'How did you know I was here?'
'Sam told me.'
'Of course he did.'
Bucky sighed. 'He is worried about you, Steve. Everyone is. It's been nearly a year since S.H.I.E.L.D. fell and you have been going
Echoes The air of the Alterworld was cool and moist. Hettie had to remind herself that it wasn’t nighttime. That this was simply the nature of the place. That the sun was never going to rise, though just at that moment a faint glow filtered through the misty air at the crest of a pathetic hill. A bulging creature with spindly legs, body faintly luminescent, paused to point its boneless head towards the heat and light of the paraffin stove. Hettie slowly reached for her revolver.Echoes20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“It’s not dangerous.” Jeanne stabbed a fork into her can of stew, not bothering to look up. “Not valuable, either.”
The creature took a step closer, a pair of soft, quivering apertures flaring where its eyes should have been. Hettie could hear it breathing, a regular one-two hiss as the vents on its flank flapped open, drew closed.
“Are you sure?”
Backstage Bonus: Escape To A Better LifeBackstage Bonus: Escape To A Better Life14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zack sighed as he laid down to sleep for the night. He could feel his son and daughter moving around and kicking at his ribs or at each other. They still hadn’t settled on a name. Nothing seemed right. So they decided to wait til they saw the babies to name them. He laid on his side and turned out the light. He snuggled into his pillows content. He giggled when Brian scooted over and kissed his neck as he wrapped his arms around him. “Someone is feisty tonight.” Brian said into Zack’s shoulder.
Zack rolled onto his back then looked up at his lover. “Really now? Who would that be? The mouse in your pocket?” Brian smirked and kissed him on the lips. “Oh! It’s you! I see. Maybe we can do something about this?” He shifted so he was sitting up a bit. “Now what to do about this feistiness?” He smiled kissing him again.
Brian straddled him and smiled. “Well we could have hot, wild sex that makes the twins think they are i