The BookstoreHiccup heard his alarm go off and groaned, hitting the snooze button. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and rolled over. Suddenly, something hit him in the stomach, causing him to bolt up in pain. "TOOTHLESS!" Hiccup yelled at the black cat. It looked up at him with those big green eyes and meowed. Sighing, he moved the cat off my lap and decided to get up. "Useless cat." He muttered as he slipped on a clean shirt and pants. Toothless meowed again and Hiccup turned to see him holding his glasses between his teeth. He smiled at him and slid them onto his face while giving him a scratch underneath the chin. This, as always, made him fall forward with closed eyes purring to himself.The Bookstore1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hiccup's stomach growled as he walked to the kitchen. Groggily, he made a bowl of cereal. As he took a bite, Toothless nosed his bowl against his feet. Hiccup rolled my eyes. "In a minute Toothless." He told him, but like the stubborn cat he is, he wouldn't listen and headbutted Hiccup's leg. Hiccup ignored him unti
Girls in the BookstoreThe Girls That Dont Belong in the BookstoreGirls in the Bookstore6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a rainy day when I decided to go to the mall to hang out while the rain came down in sheets and flooded the streets. I stepped out of my mothers car, bade her goodbye, and walked through the automatic doors at the JC Pennys entrance. I shook rain off my coat and dried off the bottom of my shoes.
I dawdled in the juniors section, slowly making my way to the exit that led out into the mall. Smells from the food court reached my nostrils and my stomach growled impatiently. I promptly left the store and grabbed myself a cheeseburger and an iced coffee. I window shopped innocently, sipping my frozen latte, passing stores whose windows constantly bore posters of the Twilight variety. I rolled my eyes and scoffed at each poster, looking like a snoot to those who passed me by. Although this thought, rather than bothering me, made me laugh. In the end I ended up snorting coffee up my nose and quit l
Bookstore ReligionLurking in the shadows of roses,Bookstore Religion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I formed my own Gods,
my own constellations
between the thorns in my teeth.
Naming them after characters
in a November's love story,
Porphyria, Dorian, and Gatsby-
I tasted earth and copper pennies.
Choking on peppermint and oils-
out of my mouth in rambles of
I recited poetic prayers to the classics.
BookstoreHeaven smells like someone else's allergies.Bookstore4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ages and pages and dust, packed high to the ceiling
History in a thousand books I'll take the time to read only after I'm done living
A place where I could go a million years and happily never see the sun.
The spines of the old books crack and groan under my fingers as I pry them apart
Pulling their covers open like they were clams
And I am looking for the pearls inside
The stories glittering brighter in black ink and yellow pages than some mere stone ever could.
Ladders reach from floor to ceiling
Stepstools litter the ground
Packed up haphazard against the shelves
By the last patron to reach upwards for the Science Fiction.
Feeling the weight of uncounted words settle a comfortable shawl around my shoulders
It covers my frame lightly and loosely
Warming me body and soul from the inside out
The most comfortable home I know.
I breathe deep without coughing
Turning reverent circles beneath the ceiling-floor shelves
Eyes closed but getting diz
Bookstore Shenanigans (JapanXReader)Bookstore Shenanigans (JapanXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Why am I doing this again?” you huff as you trudged through the snow that was blanketing the sidewalk.
You were close to reaching your destination, a bookshop, but it was not just ANY bookshop it was the bookshop “he” worked at.
You mentally scolded yourself time and time again for your weak willed nature when it comes to this; you would come in everyday just to see the counter boy.
You had never spoken to him, nor have you ever even attempted to approach the boy but you were already in love with him!
You opened the door to the store and stepped inside the warm bookstore instantly running for cover when the boy looked up at you from the counter with those alluring chocolate brown eyes.
That’s when you realized something, there was no one in the store and you were alone with the boy who made you feel butterflies in your stomach with just a glance.
“I was wondering if you’d show up, it’s snowing pretty hard out there” you jumped at t
SwedenxReader - The BookstoreLooking around under the Fiction section of the library, you searched hard. You looked at the clock - one-thirty. It had already been half an hour since you started searching, but you still could not find the book you were looking for.SwedenxReader - The Bookstore4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sighing, you got up and walked over to the librarian. She smiled.
"May I help you with something?"
You smiled back weakly and asked, "Do you know where the book [favourite book] would be in this library?"
Thinking for a moment, the kind woman pointed to the section you had just been scrutinizing.
"It would be over there."
You sighed, thanked her, and walked out of the library. It had been a while since you had read the book and you wanted to read it again. You had your mind set on finding it, and you would.
Walking down the street, you noticed a bookstore that you did not ever notice in the past. It was small and in between a clothing store and a market. Entering the store, you heard a bell go off on the top of the door.
You gazed around the sma
Ass-Creed: BookstoreGlaring ahead at the busy street, Shaun waited patiently. A soft tap behind him made the Englishman smirk.Ass-Creed: Bookstore5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yup, all clear." Desmond slipped his hand into Shaun's, pulling him down the busy street.
"I still don't believe we're doing this." Shaun muttered. Desmond turned his head back to smile at his lover.
"If what I heard about this place is true, then it'll make everyone's job a lot quicker." The former bartender slid into a store, and Shaun blinked.
It was a book store. Shaun felt his mouth twitch into a smile, and he slid behind a few shelves, studying the spines.
Desmond's voice floated through the shop, asking about any works by Da Vinci. Shaun scanned more books, his fingers brushing over ancient spines and decrepit leather tomes.
A small leather journal caught his eye. Pulling it free, Shaun unbound the heavy clasp, his fingers prying apart the ancient pages.
Words flowed across the parchment in an undecipherable language. Shaun's mouth tugged into a smirk, and he slid
Hello, Shopkeep - Bookstore - Chapter 1Hello, Shopkeep - Bookstore - Chapter 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hello, Shopkeep - Bookstore - Chapter 1
America x Reader
It was a gray day. The sun barely shown through the thick clouds as they drizzled raindrop-tears from their cloud-eyelids. You were in line buying a coffee when it began to pour, and you found refuge in the locla bookstore down the road. You would often frequent the family-run shop for your book-loving needs. And it was lucky that you had a sudden craving for words on pages, the feel of the paper, the small of all hard-cover, paperback, and leatherbound tomes as you stepped into the store.
It was always the old man who owned the store or his wife that would greet you as you entered since you were a regular of theirs, but on this particular day, it was weither of them who acknowlegded your presence. It was a younger man, more of your age give or take a year or two, who flashed a toothy grin your way and waved. You smiled and waved back out of politeness and scurried to the fiction section where you would always dweel not on
Recently at the bookstore...'Divorce for Dummies' is sold out.Recently at the bookstore...5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kaneki Ken x Male!Reader ~ Bookstore DatesKaneki Ken x Male!Reader ~ Bookstore Dates6 months ago in Romance More Like This
Touka's eye twitched. Her annoyance levels were rising rapidly. Kaneki Ken, goddamn Kaneki Ken was flirting. Flirting. Or attempting to, his voice would stutter occasionally and his cheeks would flush as (M/N) giggled, his face a bright pink. But that wasn't the thing ticking her off, it was the fact that Kaneki was supposed to be working but he was leaving all the work to her. Why couldn't he fail at flirting another time?!
"Oi! Bakaneki! Get your ass here and start working!" Touka barked, clearly startling the boy as he jumped and squeaked a reply before rushing to a customer. She huffed, why was he such an idiot? Her gaze returned to the (H/C)-haired male, he was reading, a cup of Kaneki's coffee on his table, the steam rising in spirals. If she recalled, he was a ghoul. Quite a failure of a ghoul though, having gotten kicked out of his own feeding grounds and beaten up by other ghouls. Even a couple of humans once. So he had come to the manager for help and ended up w
The BookstoreThat was the summer we readThe Bookstore4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaves of Grass and fell asleep
together under the sunrise,
letting poems of the songbirds
stretch our limbs and free
our minds. Later that night
we went to the bookstore and
you bought Atlas Shrugged,
hardcover. From faraway
I admire your good American
work ethic, on foreign shores
we frequented apothecary cafes
and passed around House of
Leaves with girls in black lace
dresses and spoke in Only
Revolutions. Because the future
happened yesterday and yesterday
is far away. In thinking about
it we get worked up, we get
tearful, moods spiking and spinning
like your pointy cursive. I handcopy
Walden when I'm upset and when
I turn eighteen I'm going to adopt
Emerson as my middle name and
gift myself Illuminations. And
someday soon I'll title that book
I wrote for you and add it in here too.
AnonymousI am the girl who hides between moth eaten paper backsAnonymous3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And slips into bookstores and devours leather bound spines
I am chloroform lips bitten down, red and rosy
Ink stained finger tips that fold book pages between my pupils
I'm the girl who drowns herself in coffee and cough drops
While remaining curled between Tennyson and Steinbeck
Wasting days wondering why grass is green
And how it can be greener for others and not I
Then I realized its all artificial food colouring
And polystyrene picket fences
Sticky notes yellowed at the edges reminding myself how to smile
I've pasted them on my skin in makeshift paper Mache armour
But like all mangled words I will be thrown inside a wastebasket
Saved for a rainy day
The Bookstore-Part 2Hiccup flipped the open sign over. The sky had turned dark just as Astrid came storming in with the twins and Snotlout behind her.The Bookstore-Part 21 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Are you okay Snotlout?" Hiccup asked walking up to Snotlout rolled his eyes and looked away without saying anything.
"Of course he's fine!" Astrid yelled. "He barely even nicked his hand! I spent all day in the Emergency Room looking for him, when he was at the restaurant the whole time! He only needed a band-aid!"
Hiccup looked at Snotlout. "Really? You couldn't even give her a call?"
"I was bleeding Hiccup! I couldn't even move my hand!" Snotlout protested angrily.
"Couldn't move your hand?!" Astrid yelled at him. "Tell Hiccup what you were doing when I found you." Snotlout looked away guiltily. Hiccup narrowed his eyes at him.
"I was only eating cake while Ruffnut put a band-aid on my finger." Hiccup rolled his eyes.
"You're unbelievable." Hiccup said. "You might want to get upstairs before Astrid beats you up."
"Astrid beat me
Bookstores, Capes, and CuddlesBookstores, Capes, and CuddlesBookstores, Capes, and Cuddles2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Eridan x Reader
You were at your job working. You like it there because it was a nice quiet bookstore. There was never a lot of people but it was nice and homey. There was a little café on one side and tucked away in the back was a little reading space with beanbag chairs and a fire place. It was your favorite spot to go after work. The boss liked you so she let you go there when there weren’t a lot of customers.
The shelves were all like a library which made it a pain to restock shelves seeing as you weren’t the tallest. Right now you were stuck behind the counter, laying your head on it and, twirling a pen in your hand. It was slower than usual so you were the only one in the store. Literally. The only person. It was awful. You loved the store but still. It’s boring when it’s like this. Sure you had work to do but you were putting it off. Just as you were about to go start said work a little bell chimed.
When the l
Tales of Ogawa TG: BookstoreTales of Ogawa: BookstoreTales of Ogawa TG: Bookstore2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*This takes place in the same story universe as Mecchen House*
On Tuesdays after my tea ceremony club, I like to visit a little bookstore on the edge of Sekkei.
It’s much smaller than any of the other bookstores in and around Ogawa but it’s my favorite. The others have their merits. All the most recent magazines and volumes in neat, organized rows. And, standing in a line over the new mangas, there is always a shooting gallery of young guys dreamily gazing at ridiculously busty girls.
I stand behind and, with a flick of my finger, I see (still only in my mind’s eye) them change to match those girls.
Flick. A tall boy with glossy, brown hair feels it lengthen and then gasps at her undeniable breasts as she turns and drops her book. Gone forever is the tall boy. In his place stands a petite girl with a trim navy cardigan revealing her new body. She lifts her pink and blue swirled school bag, not noticing all the cute adornments. Sh
Request: EnglandxReader 3Request: EnglandxReader 34 years ago in Romance More Like This
You hummed a little tune as you walked down the sidewalk. You were heading to your favorite bookstore and that always put you in a good mood. You walked around the corner and smiled when you saw the sign. The little bell above the door clanged as you walked in. Your smile got bigger and you made your way back to the fantasy section.
You skimmed the titles on one of the upper shelves. You were looking for the next book in the series you were reading. You ran your fingertip along the spines of the books as you walked down the aisle. You finally made it to the series you were reading. You stopped on the book you wanted. Your hand wasn't the only one there though. You looked in surprise to see a man about the same age as you, in the same position as you. Your fingertips and his were barely touching and they were resting on the same book.
"I'm sorry Miss!" he said quickly, pulling his hand away.
"Oh no! It's fine!" you said with a grin. You noticed that he sounded British.
You stood in an a
Of Bookstores PassedOf Bookstores PassedOf Bookstores Passed5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
At four in the afternoon this last Tuesday, a bookstore closed in a town near me. It wasn't unexpected. Everyone knew about it from several weeks ago and even before then. It wasn't the nicest bookstore I'd ever seen. It wasn't the most homely. It wasn't particularly big. And sitting on the floor to glance through a book was taboo in this place.
At best, it reminded me of another bookstore which once existed very close to where I live. It was called Readmore Books. The logo in the front was a simple image of a child reading a book. It existed for as long as I could remember as a kid. It had the longest magazine rack I could imagine back then. It had everything. It was where I regularly bought issues of Fantasy & Science Fiction Magazine. Opening them up, I would always dream of one day seeing one of my own stories in those magazines. The idea of a magazine like that inspired me to try and one story in a particular volume gave rise to my very first full-lengt
Zemyx- Bookstore(If you don't like yaoi, I suggest you don't read this)Zemyx- Bookstore6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Two friends walked into the cafeteria of Greensville High at 12:05 in the afternoon just as the school bell rang, signaling the start of sixth period. This was the time when Demyx and Derek ate lunch, as well as many other people. The place was crowded and noisy, as per usual, and they knew that they would be spending at least five minutes waiting in line.
"This is SO lame," Demyx complained loudly, reaching for a tray off the top of the stack. "My stupid physics teacher wants me to write a report on Albert Einstein. Einstein of all people!"
"What's wrong with Einstein?" Derek asked, stepping into line behind him.
"Well, nothing, except that I have no idea where to find any information about him. And the fact that I know nothing about the guy to begin with doesn't help."
"What about the school library?" the tall, brunette boy suggested, looking down at his friend with his soft, grey eyes.
"Um in case you haven'
PoliceForcestuck: The Bookstore 1Officer Vantas sips his fresh coffee inside the police department, and then he spits it out. "Damn it Gamzee!"PoliceForcestuck: The Bookstore 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His partner, Officer Harley laughs at his misfortune, "Another bad batch Karkat?"
The troll grumbles, "I thought I told him to buy a new coffee maker!" He dumps the liquid
into a nearby trash can.
"You did, I guess he forgot," she presumes. Karkat gets out of his chair. "Going to get
another cup from here?"
"Yeah you want anything Jade?" he offers.
"No, but if you could hand me the document over the Beoma case, then that would be great."
Karkat grabs the file on his desks and passes it Jade. She thanks him as he walks away for
some better coffee.
Jade looks over the file sighing, it has been a week since Aradia was saved, and things
are just starting to go back to normal. They've been handling traffic jams, served
speeding tickets, worked crowd control when Aradia was released from the hospital, and
filed reports of course. Sadly her two closes co-workers are acting differentl
barnes and nobleshe said she wants to lose her virginity at a barnes and noble.barnes and noble5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
it makes me feel so comfortable to be there, she said. the books, the pages, the people - all engrossed in print and words and new worlds, all like me.
she said, i want to make love in the fiction aisle. she paused. right between the palahniuk and plath, that's where i was this morning, i was reading the back covers of everything beautiful and thinking of you lying on top of me on the floor, and making something beautiful ourselves.
i want silence and intimacy, she said, i want bookstores. i want to be surrounded by book-bindings and straight spines with flat pages.
she said, at a bookstore, i can talk to anybody. i can be anybody. and i can know everyone by the pages they turn, and they can know me.
she said, it's beautiful.
she said, i can't write like you.
she said, i want to make something beautiful, too.
she said, let's do something to get us in the pages of a novel.
she said, i want to make love in a barnes and noble
The Bookstore For a brief moment, her gaze drifted past the stout, little man and landed on the counter, or, more specifically, a plastic container that contained a myriad of colourful marbles. The old man, bless his sweet soul, was completely enamoured with them. She remembered, when she had first started the job, how he had explained their significance to her.The Bookstore8 years ago in Erotic More Like This
"They are the eyes of the future," he had said, admiring one as he held it up to the light. She had thought at the time that he had lost a few of this own marbles, but it didn't take long for her to fall in love with the old man. He was so warm and sweet, and his knowledge of literature was astounding.
Her attention was drawn back when he turned and began to walk to the backroom, still chatting away. not knowning whether she was supposed to, she followed him. What was th
bookstore cat / hiro hamadabookstore cat / hiro hamada2 months ago in Romance More Like This
// hiro hamada x reader //
It was a Thursday night when your cat, Buki, had escaped from his home in your family bookstore and rushed out the door and into the dangerous city of San Fransokyo. You had done nothing but worry since Buki's disappearance. Class work was beginning to build up because all you'd done is search for your tabby cat. Fliers were practically drowning the city, perfectly placed in every area and district you could get ahold of.
Your family wasn't worrying nearly as much as you, since they didn't even want a kitten in the first place. It had been your idea to get a bookstore cat, claiming it would attract new customers to the old family business (and it had!), so when your parents finally agreed on your suggestion, the feline immediately became your responsibility. You were fine with that, your own cat to take care of and clean and feed- you were overjoyed. But since you were the one to pick the cat at the pet shop, you knew you would be the one to lose him.
PoliceForcestuck: The Bookstore 4Officer Captor scampers into the police department with a folder in tow. His destination is Officers Harley and Vantas who are currently sitting at their desk working. When Karkat can hear the yellow blood's panting, he turns away from his work.PoliceForcestuck: The Bookstore 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Please tell me that's the fucking results," the troll begs.
At reaching the end of his run, Officer Captor leans on Karkat's desk for suppport, "Yeah,
I got it." He hands it to Karkat before collapsing on the floor.
Karkat carefully inspects it, "Did you read it?"
"No," Sollux gasps, "I saved it for you guys. So for all that is decent in this shit hole
"Come on Karkat," Jade encourages at her desk, "It's been three days! We need to get a
move on already."
Officer Vantas waves her away, "Fine, fucking fine I'll read it." He flips the folder open
and reads the results to himself. "I don't believe it."
Jade sits at the edge of her seat, "What is it?"
Karkat looks at her straight in the eye, "It's nothing. Only junk." He throws the folde