Ticci Toby x Reader- Waffles and KissesTicci Toby x Reader- Waffles and Kisses10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You sat on a sofa in Slenderman Manor, drowning in boredom. A countless number of manga comics lay splayed out on the coffee table infront of you and an empty box from pizza express lay on the floor with an (f/d) bottle next to it. You glanced around the room lazily, looking for someone to hang out with or bug the hell out of. Unluckily, EVERYONE had gone out to go do some killing today. So that left only you, the sofa and a box of anime in the large Manor you called ‘home’.
“Hey Masky, hey Masky, hey Masky! Masky, I know you can hear me!” You turned you head around to spot Ticci Toby, Hoody and Masky walking past the living room in which you lay in. They had finally come back from hunting!
“TOBY, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!” You yelled out and scrambled off the leather sofa, just to have Toby throw you back onto it as he charged at you.
“(Y/N)! I missed you!” Toby yelled out and
Army Dad!America x Daughter!Reader: Coming HomeArmy Dad!America x Daughter!Reader: Coming Home2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Contains: Mild Cursing...
The sound of a loud BEEP cut through the air of the quiet and dark room where you slept. Groaning, you began to slap your nightstand in your lazy attempt of finding your cell phone. After feeling a rubbery case, you picked it up, lifted your face from your pillow, eyes open, and unlocked the device, which caused you to squint. Shutting off the alarm that had disturbed you from your dream and locking the phone, you let your head fall back onto the soft and plush pillow.
Pulling your hand back under the covers, taking the phone along with you, you tried to fall back asleep, not wanting to face the day. “It's too early for this,” you yawned out, a small stretch following close after.
As soon as you thought you could get away with sleeping in, you were proven wrong. A hand came on your shoulder and shook it gently, kisses peppering the back of your head and side of your face.
Questions I Never Asked My GrandfatherMy grandfather sits in a wheelchair by the window in the old people's home with his chin leaned into his chest, mumbling incessantly and unintelligibly to himself and drooling a little from the right corner of his mouth. Mom can't come here anymore. She just breaks down at the sight of him so I sometimes come by myself and sit with him in silence for a while.Questions I Never Asked My Grandfather3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's a sad end to a long and hard life, and I morbidly think to myself that if a political party stepped forth now with the legalization of euthanasia on its agenda, I'd vote for it. After two strokes and a hemorrhage, topped with severe senile dementia, what is the point of letting people exist like robots? I know grandpa thought the same. Before his speech was impaired, he often said that the pacemaker was one of his biggest mistakes, and that people should be allowed to go when it was time to go.
Terrible as it sounds, I'm already starting to think about the obituary that I, having the best way with words in my branch of the fa
The Cartographer's DaughterEvery night, he would fold her into his arms before she slept. Creases grew into her, turning brown with wear, and she loved them. When she woke up in the night, dreaming of darkness, he would take her to his desk and draw for her a map of her face, turning it into another world. Tracing the contours of her smile, he would scrawl a warning, "Here be monsters", whispering to her that she was a dragon when angry.The Cartographer's Daughter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As she grew older, she populated his maps with creatures and peoples from the books she read, or her own creations. He taught her to draw, and to write with an old inkpen, in a cursive script her teacher could make neither head nor tail of. She made him angry once, drawing in the drying sand with her finger, and smudging the ink. When he was angry, mountain ranges grew across his forehead and caverns opened in his cheeks. Here be lions.
Walking home from school, she knew the local area inside out; from the maps he had drawn and taught her. He would copy them onto o
My Little Dashie - After YearsIt's been a full hour since Dashie had left along with Princess Celestia and the rest of her crew. I was just sitting on the couch sulking over the photos left behind, showing distant memories so clear and vivid. It all felt so real, so convincing... enough to have changed me to be a different person from what I was 15 years ago.My Little Dashie - After Years3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And yet I have nothing to show for it.
Had I just gone mad? Was it just a Rainbow Dash plushie that I had imagined as the real thing? And Celestia taking her away was the result of me snapping back to reality after growing up? That would explain a lot, considering everything in this house appeared as though I've been living alone this whole time. The note could have been just me writing things down, and the photos could have been me Photoshopping Rainbow Dash with myself... I think I recall seeing a similar scenario in a video game. You know, back when I had the time for video games.
I just didn't know what to think. My mind couldn't accept such insanity, this
You're FamilyThump. Thump. Thump. To Yowane Haku it felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her throat. Nervously she stared at the large oak door to the mansion-like house.You're Family3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She slowly brought her fist up preparing to knock when the handle to her suitcase slipped from her grip and slammed into the door. Haku put her hand on the door as she bent down to retrieve the fallen luggage.
But to her horror right as she reached the handle the door opened sending her crashing down inside the house. Red with embarrassment she scrambled to her knees staring up at the person standing over her.
Above her a tall young man with blue hair and eyes held an ice cream cone. After an awkward moment, while they stared at each other quizzically the boy dropped the sugary cone and creamy liquid onto Haku's long white hair.
"Agh my ice cream!" The boy screamed.
"W- What is it?!" A shrill voice screamed. Haku watched a small blonde girl run down the stairs leading down to the front door. "
Depressed! BTT x Dead! Reader: I SwearDepressed! BTT x Dead! Reader: I Swear2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Depressed! BTT x Dead! Reader: I Swear this time I mean it
Oh Florida, please be still tonight
Don't disturb this love of mine
Look how she's so serene
You've gotta help me out
Spain looked out into the skies as it rained all day. It was hard to believe just three days ago you were going to be his and only his. You left without a goodbye but he didn’t care, he was too busy trying not to lose his mind over loosing you so easy. You slipped from the space between his fingers when he wasn’t looking. He was waiting for you…forever. He wanted the big man upstairs to give you back to him.
And count the stars to form in lines
And find the words we'll sing in time
I want to keep her dreaming
It's my one wish, I won't forget this
He looked to his left then to his right; his friends had left him to pick up chicks…again. He kept trudging on, eventually making his way home. He picked up his guitar and started to play some chords crying his eyes out in the process. He
The BirthThe Birth3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's a girl!" the obstetrician said, holding the small, bloody infant up.
Cloud gasped in relief, tears of pain still running down his cheeks. Sephiroth was staring at the small creature the doctor was gently drying off and wrapping in a blanket. That was that was his child? He'd been expecting it, looking forward to it for so long he honestly did not know how to feel now that he saw it for the first time. His child. His baby. Surely he was supposed to find it overwhelming and beautiful, not a little bit unsettling and strange-looking.
"Oh, wow, she's got so much hair!" one of the nurses cooed. She took the swaddled baby and handed it to Sephiroth, "Congratulations!"
Sephiroth took the baby automatically, looking down at it with a mixture of feelings that he still wasn't sure how he felt about. The newborn blinked unfocused blue eyes at him. Blue, slit-pupil'd eyes.
She had his eyes. Oh, they were Cloud's in color, but other than that bright blue, they were exactly l
Nightmares LokixChild!ReaderNightmares LokixChild!ReaderNightmares LokixChild!Reader9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Loki was flipping through books in Asgard’s library when a steady wailing reached his ears. He recognized it immediately. (Name).
Loki swore he had never run so fast in his whole life as he did to reach your chambers.
When Loki burst into your room, he found several female servants attempting to comfort you. At the sight of Loki, you let out an extra loud wail. Without hesitation, Loki strode over to you and swept you up.
The servants left after a silent order from Loki.
Loki shushed you and gently kissed your little tear stained cheeks.
“A-Ada,” you sniffled, wiggling as close to your father as was physically possible.
“Hush my dove, Ada’s here.” Loki settled himself on your bed and pulled you away from himself slightly to better take in your shaking form.
“What has frightened you so my dear?” Loki asked. Your father’s question set off another round of tears. Loki was not one for crying but he allowed y
Daddy!Green! X Mommy!Reader!Daddy!Green! X Mommy!Reader!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today was like any day. (Name) and her son, Jake, were at home. Jake had been trying to help (Name) a lot lately. She knew he was saving up for something but didn’t know for what. He did odd little jobs around the neighborhood, (Name), and his great-grandfather. He always kept the money under his pillow.
One day (Name) saw that he had around fifty dollars. So she asked her son about it. They were sitting on the couch in the living room. “Sweetie,” (Name) asked. “What are you saving your money for?”
He looked up at his mom like she should have known. “Daddy makes a hundred dollars every two hours, you said. I wanted to buy him for two hours for the father / son picnic at school.” It almost broke (Name)’s heart to hear this.
She held her son. “Aww, Jake,” she said. “How about if I have you help me out for the rest of today and I give you fifty dollars?”
“That means I’ll have enough,” he said.
Cell DivisionI. ProphaseCell Division2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mom’s heels hit the tile floor like gunshots. Dad saunters from the opposite direction. As they come into view, meeting at the kitchen doorway, they robotically move together as a single unit, as if to assure us that they are still sleeping in the same room. They split at the table. Dad sits at his place, grunts into his newspaper, and spoon-feeds cereal into his half-open mouth. He hides his forearms under the paper to cover up his goose bumps. Mom, in her unraveling, tacky, autumn sweater stops short, pausing to stare out the window. Her shoulders run perpendicular to her husband. The face on her cheeks is pulled tight enough to blend in with the October clouds and fog. She’s cold enough to melt into the glass and fade into the sky.
Nobody notices that breakfast was already on the table.
“Nice weather we’re having,” Dad lies.
I place my hand on the small of Abby’s back and shuffle her into a chair. She’s only ten, but she knows be
Papa Meta KnightIt was chaos.Papa Meta Knight4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Black, swirling skies of doom and despair. Blood and rain seeped into the parched ground and ruined battleships lay in disarray. It was so horrible and devastating.
So much pain. So much death. One by one, they all fell. All of his friends died in one single war against the monster that destroyed his world. He watched his world burn, just as he watched his friends fight and get slaughtered. He was alone now. The only one left all alone
Then he saw it. The tall figure rise from the black horizon and loom over him like a menacing dark plague. This was it. He was going to die.
The world around him imploded in shadows as he was cornered by the monster. The monster known as Nightmare.
Nightmare raised his hand, ready to strike the death blow. This is it! He was going to die! He was going to die just like his friends had! Just like-!
Meta Knight woke with a startled gasp. He was in a cold sweat and his breath was short and fast. He put his white-gloved hand
Papa!RussiaxLittle!Reader - No Longer AloneRussia gazed dejectedly at the picture frame. It was empty, nothing within it. He was alone.Papa!RussiaxLittle!Reader - No Longer Alone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alone. That's a very frightening word. Russia hated it, hated it so much. He wanted it to leave but it stayed, only because there was nobody here to distract him from such feelings. In a burst of unexplained anger, he threw the picture frame to the ground, causing it to break in many pieces of glass and wood. As he stared at the broken frame pieces, the anger subsided. He quickly cleaned up the result of the burst of anger, deciding that he needed something, anything to cure his loneliness inside him. He took a passing glance at the newspaper to find that, on the front page, was an open house for a orphanage closing down. It was this Saturday and they hoped to adopt out the last few remaining, about fifteen or twenty children. Russia thought about this carefully. A child would mean washing and feeding it, not to mention teaching it skills that would be useful later on in life. Concerning
APH - Night issues - SpamanoNight issuesAPH - Night issues - Spamano4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I awoke to the sound of light sobbing coming from the baby-call placed on my bedside. My opinion was we didn't need it anymore, the thing had blown my ear off countless times and I couldn't wait to smash it against the wall, but really, with children you're never too wary. The sound was barely audible, like it was trying to be covered, but after all this months my ears had been trained to recognize it, like a dog that immediately hears the call of his master on a sea of voices. Ugh I swear that girly poetry thing it's the lack of sleep's fault.
"Ngg I thought this was over." I groaned, the clock announced in pure mockery 3:16 in the morning. I felt gross, my mouth was dry and my eyes still blurred with sleep. I sloppily rolled to the edge of the bed mentally prepared to give up my much needed sleep when a gentle grip on my wrist stopped me from doing so.
"Stay in bed, I'll go."I simply nodded to Antonio who was putting on his slippers while passing a hand throu
Protective--Belarus x Blind!Male!ReaderProtective--Belarus x Blind!Male!Reader5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Belarus is protective of her family. Always has been. And when I say protective...I mean really protective. If you were to even THINK about hurting someone dear to her...
You'd end up in a body bag for sure. Don't take me wrong, Belarus isn't a murderous person. Not at all. She's not as cold and shallow-hearted as most people think. She's really kind and lovable once you get to know her. Sure she's a little clingy...but you'd be too if you were in her position.
So, as I was saying. Belarus is very protective. That's why you should never ever mess with her family.
Rule 1: Don't touch Russia.
Rule 2: Don't touch Ukraine.
Rule 3: Don't EVER touch (M/N).
Seriously,unless you want to be hunted down like a rat,don't touch her capital. Minsk, also known as (M/N), is dear to her. Dare I say it,maybe even dearer than her older brother.
So that's why,the man standing in front of her now,is gonna get the beat down.
Angry Birds"JASON!"Angry Birds4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jason recognized that his name was called but blatantly ignored it, involved in repairing his motorcycle.
He gripped the wrench in his hand stronger and jerked a bolt extra tight to let out his annoyance, mumbling, "Tim..."
"JAYJAY?! YOUR ASSISTANCE IS BEING REQUESTED!"
He looked up from his spot kneeling in front of one of the tires. He huffed as he threw his wrench aside into a toolbox and wiped the grease off with a handkerchief, "What do you want, baby bird?"
"DAMIAN'S SMOTHERING COLIN WITH HIS PELICAN!"
He wiped the back of his still oily hand on his forehead, "Again?"
"HURRY PLEA--- AAAGH DAMIAN, MY LEG IS NOT FOR TEETHING!"
Rubbing his temple with his fingers, he walked at his leisurely own pace down the hall, despite Tim's desperate cries echoing down the halls. He finally located where the shouting was coming from and creaked the door open with one hand to peek in.
All three of the young boys were engaged in a frenzied dog pile. Tim was on the bottom, looki
The Reason why I do this EnglandxDead!Child!ReaderThe Reason why I do this EnglandxDead!Child!Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Reason why I do this
Arthur Kirkland had finally finished baking and glazing a batch of scones for the world meeting. Smile on his face he packaged them up and made his way to his car. Maybe today was going to be the day someone will love the scones he made.
The Englishman pulled up to the building and brought the food into the meeting room. “Hello everyone. Hope you don’t mind but I brought scones as a sign I’m your esteemed host.” Almost everyone groaned but accepted the baked good to not be rude. However after on bite those polite countries turned downright sour.
Alfred spat out the scone and held his stomach. “Iggy! What do you put in those things! I remembered they were so good when I was small. What happened?” Francis rolled his eyes and threw his out the nearby window.
“Obviously he’s careless with his cooking. Either that or you’ve gotten slightly better taste since
Why Wally's not allowed to have a cape"Hey Rob, can I borrow your cape?"Why Wally's not allowed to have a cape3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The raven haired boy looked up from his holographic computer to see his best friend.
"Why do you want to do that? I thought it gets in the your way when you run." With one eyebrow raised he looked at his friend suspiciously. Wally always made fun of his cape, saying that it smelled weird (don't ask) and how it's going to get caught on something and make him a living piñata.
"Well yea, but who said anything about running with it?"
" Touché." He took off his cape and handed it to the read headed boy, who happily put it on. "So what are you going to do with it?"
With one hand Wally pulled his goggles down so you can barely see his bright green eyes, and with the other he pulled up the cape up right below the goggles. He narrowed his eyes into a glare, and with a low voice he said "I'm Batman."
Robin couldn't help but laugh. It was the best/funniest imitation of the Dark Knight he had ever seen. He then stopped and stared, a smirk forming o
Neko!Mama!Reader X Neko!Baby! F.A.C.EA lone vehicle stopped in the abandoned streets of the night. The driver stepped out and threw a seamlessly empty box onto the concrete sidewalk. After he threw it away, he left without hesitation on what he was leaving behind.Neko!Mama!Reader X Neko!Baby! F.A.C.E3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
An adult Burmese cat,with (F/c) fur and (e/c) eyes stood on the edge of a windowsill, keeping its eye on a certain yellow bird that entered its territory. Your tail swayed in anticipation as you slowly inched your way toward the bird.
'Gilbird is not going to escape me this time.'you thought.
You had made many attempts to capture it, but failed a couple of times. The cause of this was the kitten named Itabby. Though he was small, he could jump very high. But his sharp teeth added to that as well. Your last attempt failed because he latched onto your tail, and to something more, fur was taken as well.
As you readied yourself to pounce on the unsuspecting bird, a pained yowl came from underneath you. Your fur stood up on its ends as you hissed at the now fl
Awesome [Hetalia: Child!Prussia x Adult!Reader]"Gilbert, please don't make whatever soup you're making You put practically everything in."Awesome [Hetalia: Child!Prussia x Adult!Reader]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Gilbert! Get off the kitchen counter; you're going to fall off!"
"Gilbert! Don't draw on the walls in crayon!"
You slumped into the wicker chair after a long day of bickering with your little devil, Gilbert, sighing and returning to your favorite book you always read at eight o' clock in the evening sharp. It was a rough life, but as long as you could deal with it one more time, you were alright.
"Now, if I could just get some hot cocoa for myself, that'd be wonderful," you murmured to yourself quietly, with a gentle smile on your tired face. You tied your [h/c] hair into a bun, and slumped over to the kitchen again. It was a mess, of course; when Gilbert had slipped in a puddle of water on the counter and nearly fell onto the cold tile floor, you'd jumped to the rescue and managed to pull off a save but only after you had got yourself serious tile burns on your elbows, s
The Phantomhive DemonThe Phantomhive Demon4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sebastian was doing his regular nightly duties when all of a sudden he a got sharp pain in his side. He gasped in pain but just ignored it and went back to his duties. After a while, it was morning and Sebastian's pains went from bad to worse, but Sebastian just thought he was coming down with some demon sickness so he went to Ciel's room to wake him up.
He got to his room and went to open the curtains when he was struck with the worst cramp ever. He gripped the curtains tight and stifled a groan.
Finally the pain went away.
He opened the curtains and said, "Young master it's time for you to..." but he was cut short when another pain crashed over his body making him clutch his stomach and fall to his knees and groan.
Ciel woke and said "SEBASTIAN! What are you doing on the floor? Are you ok?" Sebastian looked up panting heavily and said " I honestly don't know, young master. I've been having these really bad stomach pains since last night and they have been getting worse and..." Sebast
Turkey x Reader: The Rhythm WithinTHE RHYTHM WITHIN: TURKEY X READERTurkey x Reader: The Rhythm Within3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The soft whispering of her name and the gentle shake of her shoulder woke (Name) from her slumber. Letting a small noise of disapproval escape her lips, she forced her eyelids to lift, blinking away the hazy sheen sleep left over her sight. Olive green orbs came onto focus. Flecks of golden affection sparkled in them as they were hidden by caramel lids and replaced with expanses of sun kissed skin as lips pressed themselves onto her forehead. The hand on her shoulder slid up her neck to tangle its fingers in her hair.
"Must you always wake me amidst the best of dreams?"
"Is this reality not better than a dream?"he smoothly countered.
"Not with the backache your son has decided to bestow on me these past days."
The Turk released a breathy laugh and kissed the tip of her nose. (Name) scrunched it up and shot him an un-amused glare. As if he had heard his parents, the babe in her womb gave a mighty kick and a yelp bounced out of her throat. Gently
Father!ItalyXMom!Reader: Tell Us A Story BellaFather!ItalyXMom!Reader: Tell Us A Story Bella3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mommy?" your son Felix asked before you turned out the light and left the room.
"Can you tell me a story?" You smiled and looked down at your feet. You walked up to your son and kneeled down by his bed.
"What story would you like me to tell you?"
"Well, it's not technically a story." You were astonished by your 7 year olds vocabulary.
"Then what about?"
"The day I was born." You felt a pair of arms wrap tightly around you. You turned your head and you saw your husband of 9 years, Feliciano Vargas.
"Why are you always asking about the day you were born?" you asked as you swept a piece of dark red hair off of his face.
"I don't know."
"Yeah, come on bella tell us what you remember," Feliciano said kissing you cheek you blushed and then sighed.
"Well, I woke up as happy as ever that I was going to have your father's baby "
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It was a bright and sunny fall morning when you woke up. You struggled getting up out of because of