Deadbird BackgroundDeadbird Background4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I apologize in advanced for any spelling or grammatical errors -- while I did read over this twice, I may have missed something. Sorry!
"The December wind wrapped itself around the two as they briskly made their way down the crowded sidewalk. They didn't mind the cold all too much for their sheer excitement kept them warm. A mother and a son had traversed into the Inner Sanctum of the Main City to prepare for the festivities. It was the 20th, and on the 21st a world-wide celebration would ring out in glory of their leader's name and birthday. It wasn't just a celebration for him, as on the 21st everyone shared in on the gift giving and good will spreading amongst their friends and loved ones. The mother and son, however, had missed out on their shopping and were forced to rush and see what they could get the night before.
"Every corner they turned and every step they took left them visually bombarded with fantastic, glowing displays of old time toys and new wave technology. Add
Dear DoctorDear DoctorDear Doctor3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I didn't get my Hogwarts letter
I didn't compete in the Hunger Games
I wasn't in the battle for Middle Earth
I didn't meet my time traveling Henry
I didn't find Graverobber in the graveyard
Sylar didn't come for my brain
I didn't find a Death Note
I wasn't born in Gotham
My dad didn't go on a hunting trip
I didn't meet a consulting detective
I couldn't join Loki's army
I didn't kill Zombies
I didn't get my ticket to The Devils Carnival
I didn't become a killjoy
Mother War didn't take me to the Black Parade
Freddy wasn't in my nightmares
Hannibal didnt invite me to dinner
Im not Divergent
Dwarfs didnt show up for an unexpected journey
I didn't get trapped in Storybrooke
So I'm asking you to come pick me up in the Tardis
I only want something exciting to happen in my life
Hope to see you soon
Half-Cat!England X ReaderHalf-Cat!England X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mommy we want cats!" your little sister (her name), pleaded to your mom in hopes she would get you both cats for Christmas.
"I don't know…" she mumbled and gazed down at both you and your sibling. Both of you used puppy eyes on her.
"Fine, but you two take care of them! I am not scooping any litter boxes! Got it?" she gave in. Both of you squealed and hugged her legs.
The three of you arrived at the animal shelter. You were led to the cat and kitten section. Your sister wandered over to the kittens and started cooing at them.
You, however, wanted a cat, not a kitten. You gazed at all the anxious felines in hopes one would catch your eye. You noticed a cat alone in the corner.
You walked over to it and it turned to face you. It was a Scottish fold, he had light brown, almost orange patches around his right eye and his tail. He sniffed your hand curiously before backing away.
"That little guy's shy around people. He had a mate and a few kittens. One of his kittens and mate got adopted.
England x Reader x Scotland: Choose the Drunk!England x Reader x Scotland: Choose the Drunk!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your phone vibrated in class. No one heard. You snuck a peek. It was from Arthur.
Arthur: Hello, love! Fancy a drive with me after class?
You smiled; he could be so cute sometimes.
Me: Sure, I'll wait for you by the big oak tree.
You were waiting by the tree for Arthur when you heard a powerful engine and the loud screeching of rubber burning on asphalt. It nearly surprised you when you saw a car appear in front of your eyes. But this car was not Arthur's. Arthur's car was a sleek black Rolls Royce, not a sporty yellow, American-made Corvette. You stared as the window rolled down to reveal a handsome man with fiery auburn hair and cool green eyes. "'Ello thare," he said with a heart-stopping Scottish accent and a devilish grin. "Min' tellin' me whit kin' ay ijot leaves a bonnie lass aw aloyn?"
You blushed. "Uh... actually, I'm waiting for someone... He'll be here any minute now."
He laughed. "Ye talkin aboot Arthur Kirklain? Son ay a huir, leavin' a lassie loch ye waitin'." You eye
CursedCursed2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Timo was quite the average fifteen year old boy.
He only had one problem: He was cursed.
At the age of eight, he had been playing at the beach and accidentally thrown sand at an old gypsy, who happened to have had a bad day.
Angry with the little boy, she had thrown a strange powder at him, which had made him sneeze. For the rest of the day he had felt a little weak, but after that everything had been alright again.
That was until his thirteenth birthday.
The night after it, Timo had had a strange dream, telling him about his curse: Whenever he got aroused, he would transform into the dream girl of whomever touched him next.
Lucky for him the changes were quite slow, depending on how long he was touched by someone. But it basically ruined his social life, since hed never know, when he would see a hot girl, which might trigger the curse.
Until now Timo had been able to keep his secret, since the transformation would reverse after fifteen minutes. At least if he wanted to, w
Cat!Canada X ReaderMatthew was all on his own. A tiny kitten no one noticed. Starving, cold and injured, he managed to find shelter from the rain in a cardboard box.Cat!Canada X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Matthew coughed and tried to clean his fur. He was weak from hunger and fatigued. He began closing his eyes when he saw a figure approach him. If it was a dog, may it end him quickly. If not, maybe it was an angel, his time might've been up. He meowed with the last of his strength before collapsing.
You were walking home in the rain. No umbrella, all you could do was run home. You passed by an alleyway. You heard meowing and you froze. You looked down the alley to see a cardboard box. Inside was a little white kitten with cream colored fur around his neck and tail. He was barely breathing. You quickly shed your jacket and picked him up. You ran home in the pouring rain as you clutched the little feline close to you for warmth.
"Hang in there little guy" you muttered and quickly ran inside your house. You set him down and began cle
Love is WarLove is War3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
La journée s'était envolée aussi rapidement qu'un oiseau effrayé, plongée en pleine effervescence et joyeux préparatifs. Les bonnes nouvelles du front avaient redonnées du coeur à la population. L'envie de s'occuper des préparatifs du rituel d'été ressurgissait, maintenant que Lliane était de retour au palais. Nombres de soldats profitaient d'un peu de repos pour jouer les héros et se trouver une amie d'un soir, avant que bientôt les hostilités ne reprennent, et que les hommes se battant encore sur le front Est ne reviennent pour se faire remplacer. Pour ceux qui reviendraient.
Calé contre le dossier de son siège, Will jouait avec son verre depuis un moment. Il regardait les allées et venues, les serveuses de l'établissement perchées sur des escabeaux pour accrocher fleurs et lampions, se faisant chahuter au passage par les clients et les soldats dans une bonne ambiance décomplex
Half-Cat!Russia X ReaderHalf-Cat!Russia X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Good morning Guys!" you greeted the shaky Baltic trio as you entered Ivan's home.
"H-Hello (y/n). Nice to see you again, Mr. Russia is gone right now" Latvia gave you a shaky smile and took your coat.
"Oh, he's gone. Is it alright if I wait here for him?" they gave you a shivering nod in return.
Then as you sat on Ivan's plush warm couch, a blur of brown was on you. You looked down to see a large, fluffy brown cat sitting on your lap.
"Aw! How cute! I never knew Russia had a cat!" you cooed and scratched under his chin. This cat was strikingly similar to Ivan, the soft violet eyes, the prominent nose, and the general outlook.
"Your fur is so soft and warm!" you giggled as he rubbed against you tenderly.
The hours flowed by, but still no Ivan. You played with Ivan's cat as you waited.
"(y/n), I made dinner, come eat" Lithuania called and you picked up Russia's big fluffy feline.
"Is it ok if I spend the night? I really want to see Ivan," you asked
"Sure, though I think it'll be a long
.:Dark Kiss:. Ulquihime.:Dark Kiss:. Ulquihime4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I do not understand.
Smiling is a mere false show;
Crying, the product of the eyes' foul itch;
Anger, the worthless pretence of self-justification;
Gladness, the putrid writhe of chemicals in the gut;
Happiness, the dirty concoction that poisons with despair;
Love, a weak blood organ waiting to burst.
I do not understand these idle things, empty concepts as they are.
Void, I feel nothing, and nothing is what is necessary.
I do not understand.
The black night was pierced by the pallid glow of the white moon streaming through the barred windows of the vast edifice. Hanging frozen within the dark abyss, it was like a pendulum with whose string it had never once been connected. Its eternal presence seemed to mock the black wretches that crawled beneath its false light.
The colossal white palace of Las Noches was icy in its cavernous silence. It was as if no life had ever dared breathed within its walls. Not even echoes of the wind whispering in the wasteland surrounding the
Germany x Reader x Prussia: Write to Her for Me..Germany x Reader x Prussia: Write to Her for Me..3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This man had the most mesmerizing eyes you had ever seen. They were like fiery rubies, burning through your soul. He spoke in a soft tone, despite the harsh German accent. "Are you alright?" You looked up into his eyes, still captivated by them. He smiled softly and picked up your tiny body. "Zehre's von right here!" he shouted.
A group of soldiers crowded around you. You clung to the man's slender, milky white neck. "She doesn't look any older zahn ten," one of the soldiers reported after inspecting you a bit.
"Gut. Zehn I shall take her to zee camp," the man stated. "She can't shtay here like zihs." You watched as the soldiers stood firm and held their arms out in unison before turning and leaving to investigate the crumbling, war-abused city. "Vaht is your name, Kind?" he asked as he carried you back to camp.
"__-__________," you answered.
"Zaht is a Gut name, __________," he smiled. "You can call me Gilbert. Gilbert Beilschmidt."
You smiled up at him. There was something almost too
Wings (Lucifer x reader)Wings (Lucifer x reader)Wings (Lucifer x reader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You lounged on the motel room bed with your legs crossed at the ankles with a book in your hands. A knock on the door startled you making you drop the book as you leapt to your feet out of instinct but when you opened the door it was more of a shock. Standing on the other side was Lucifer, a concept that to anyone else would have terrifying but not to you considering you had been seeing each other for a while now. Lucifer was leaning against the doorframe with sweat rolling down his face plus he appeared to be breathing heavily.
“Lucifer, are you alright?” You asked him after looking him quickly up and down
“I…I just need…a place…to rest” Lucifer panted out as he pushed off the doorframe. You stepped aside as he moved to brush past you but swayed slightly in the doorway.
“Lucifer! Are you sure your alright?” You asked Lucifer as you placed a hand on his chest and another on his upper arm to steady him.
The Troubles of DatingThe Troubles of Dating (and Time-Travel)The Troubles of Dating4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I suppose she was the first girl I fell in love with because of something other than a nice pair of breasts, and therefore, the first girl I fell in love with whom I actually succeeded in asking out on a date. More than anything it was her hair, the way it was neither curly nor straight, but wavy, and in a dark and dreamy shade of red that nearly seemed black. It reached down beyond her shoulders, and I could find myself staring at the back of her head for hours during our classes, mesmerized by it. Breasts weren't half-bad either though.
And she was a nice person. At least, that was the impression I had gotten during our after-movie dinner at Alessandro's. Passionately interested 70s music, loving long walks in the wild, preferred old-school horrors to the film we'd just seen which we both agreed was tragic. All in all, we seemed to go along quite nicely. After finishing our capricosa, I led her to the car thinking this might as well have been
PewDieCry In Amnesia - Part NinePewDieCry In Amnesia - Part Nine2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stephano. . .
I took in the flames on the wick of the candle as it danced graciously in the surrounding darkness, it giving out the only illuminating glow.
I couldn't resume my dormancy.
What had caused me to break so easily? I had dishonored myself, made myself look like a fool.
I was frail.
But. . . I couldn't shake away the feelings I've had for PewDie. It was wrong, the kiss we shared earlier, but I enjoyed it. I loved the warm feel of his lips against my cool, metallic, golden ones. I craved the feel of his touch, how he held me so carefully. . . so close.
I just. . .
The rustling sound of dead leaves pulled me away from my thoughts, the soft breeze that caressed me sent goosebumps trailing along my skin, causing me to shiver. As I rubbed my arms, hoping for some warmth to reach them once more, my gaze wondered as I watched a form sit upwards, rubbing their head as if they had just slammed it into the cracked stone floor beneath them.
Curious as to see w
Vampire Knight Zero x ReaderVampire Knight Zero x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You love Zero Kiryu, that’s it. Ever since that day that you two went patrolling and you saw that anguished look on his face, you have loved him and wanted to protect him. But alas, he loves Yuki. He always has, but even so, you decided that you would keep him safe no matter what. Even knowing that the one you loved was a vampire.
Today began as just another boring day of school. First, you woke up, hopped in the shower, brushed your teeth, and got dressed. Then, you headed downstairs to get breakfast from the cafeteria. Lastly, you headed to class, greeting Zero and Yuki once you took your seat. Luckily, your seat was right next to Zero’s.
That’s right. You were sitting in one of the legendary seats next to Zero. This proved just how much he trusted you and valued you as his friend. That simple fact made you happy, and feel all the more close to him. Not even Yuki sat here, you noted.
The teacher walked in and began teaching the lesson which you paid close attenti
Take Me Skyward (Link x Reader) Ch. IITake Me Skyward (Link x Reader) Ch. II2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's funny how you never realise how much you love a person until someone else gets them first."
There he was. He was standing right in front of you, gazing down at you with those annoyingly innocent blue eyes of his, arms folded across his chest as he waited for you to make a move.
You looked up slowly, (e/c) orbs trailing up his body until they came to settle upon his face. You instantly felt your brow crease and your eyes grow hard.
Link seemed to notice your intense glare and shifted his weight from one foot to the other almost nervously. His arms lowered to his sides and he frowned, no doubt wondering why he was receiving such a harsh stare. You exhaled loudly and pushed yourself up and out of your chair.
"Alright." You snapped, making sure not to even look at the poor boy when you spoke. "Let's get this over with."
You then began to walk to
Half-Cat!Sweden X ReaderHalf-Cat!Sweden X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Does Sweden hate me?" you asked Finland with a down tone
"No! I don't think he hates anyone, at least, that I know of!" Tino explained
"He always avoids me and never talks to me. Did I do or say something to offend him?" you wondered
"Maybe, but he normally doesn't feel affected by insults" Tino continued
"Denmark curses at him and insults him for hours when he comes home drunk"
"Oh, I'm going to go apologize anyway, I wouldn't feel right if I didn't" you bid Finland farewell and began searching for Sweden.
Then you noticed a cat, a dark grey male sitting on the windowsill. You cautiously walked up to it. He turned to you and meowed, this cat had stern expression on it's face.
"Denmark, have you see Sweden?" you asked when you noticed the Dane laying on the couch.
He chuckled and looked at the cat for a moment, then back at you.
"Nope! Haven't seen Ber all day" he laughed and sipped his beer.
You picked up the cat and kept looking.
"I really hope I get the chance to apo
Half-Cat!China X ReaderHalf-Cat!China X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today was a day for relaxing. You made some dumplings and tea and rested as you sat on your couch. You were calm and stress-free.
"I'm kind of bored…I know, I'll pay China a visit" you packed some extra dumplings and a beaker of tea for him. He'd appreciate the treat.
You made your way over to Yao's house and politely knocked. You waited patiently until you heard nothing. No footsteps approaching to open the door. No yells or chatter. No nothing.
"Yao? Are you home?" you let yourself in and explored around. You became scared when you noticed pieces of furniture knocked over. Had something happened here?
"Yao? I brought tea and dumplings" you called out, in hopes he'd hear you.
"Meow-aru!" a little voice mewed. You looked down to see a black cat with a scruff of thicker fur behind his neck.
"Oh, I never knew China had a cat. Hello little guy" you cooed and let him sniff your hand.
The cat licked your hand and grabbed the sleeve of your shirt and dragged you along. You stumbled upon a no
Afterlife:Persephone and HadesAfterlife:Persephone and Hades4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There should have been fire. She was definitely expecting there to be blazing red fire, tortured souls, and Cerberus foaming at the mouth. Instead as she descended, trepidation eating away at her, she was surrounded by iridescent milky light filling a void of darkness. She clung to the stony wall as she continued slowly down the circling steps taking in the scene before her. Looking forward she was surprised by the layout before her. She paused for a moment taking in the landscape. Directly ahead of her was a forest of luminously vibrant trees. Leading from the steps and through those lustrous trees was a road of an almost opulent onyx color. She turned her head to the side searching for others or for any signs of movement and found none. And yet she had the distinct feeling she was being watched. Swallowing audibly she continued forward down the winding steps and onto the onyx road. Only then did she realize how she was dressed.
The Lady of Chains (Part One of Five)The Lady of Chains (Part One of Five)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As soon as the doors closed, Viola knew she'd be lucky if she was ever given the chance to step outside them again. The sound didn't just echo throughout the tower, but appeared to signal the ending of her old life and the beginning of an entirely different one.
"You'll have to watch this one," Mrs Casket said, holding up a frail hand speckled with age. The index finger was missing. "She bites."
Viola averted her eyes, trying to ignore the ball of apprehension growing in her belly. She gazed up at the winding staircase. Her tongue felt like a strip of dried leather and it was difficult to form words around it. "How much longer until we're there?"
Mrs Casket stopped in her tracks and raised the lantern. Her hair was pinned back and greying at the temples. In the dull light her eyes looked almost black, glittering like a beetle's shell. Viola half-expected them to scuttle around her face at any moment, disappearing between the creases of her skin.
"You doubt yourself, my girl," Mrs Caske
Half-Cat!Germany x Tsundere!ReaderHalf-Cat!Germany x Tsundere!Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Karma hated you. You were sure of it! Your friend Heracles showed up at your doorstep with a cat. He said he needed someone to take care of him. You wanted to say 'no' and slam the door in his face, but something in your heart told you not to.
Now you had a male Russian blue lying on your couch. You decided to name him Ludwig. It was masculine and tough sounding. Despite the manly name for the feline, he wanted to wear a ribbon around his neck.
"Ludwig!!!" you yelled. Your kitty friend decided to bring a dead bird into the house and left it on the carpet outside your room.
"Bad cat!" you snapped at him. You could've sworn Ludwig did this on purpose to annoy and anger you. You called Heracles to complain, but he explained it was 'a sign of affection'. Yeah right.
Ludwig managed to annoy you countless times. He brought in dead birds, mice, bugs and fish, he stole food (mainly wurst), and liked to claw up the furniture. In return, you'd call him names, like "mangy fleabag", "stupid cat",
If Wishes Were HorsesIf Wishes Were Horses4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Candice handed over the cash for the cotton candy and started munching on it.
Her friend, Tamara, gave her an undisguised look of disgust as they strolled through the carnival grounds.
"What?" Candice asked, her voice partially muffled with a mouthful of cotton candy.
"I thought you were trying to lose weight." Tamara told her.
"Look at me. I've lived off carrot sticks for years and I still look like a beached whale. So forget dieting. If I am going to be fat, I might as well enjoy it."
Tamara emitted a disgusted sigh.
"What?" Candice prodded. "Like you're a poster child for perseverance. You're not goint to college just because you didn't get into Harvard."
"That's different." Tamara protested. "I've always been the best at school. I can't take settling for second place. If I can't get into Harvard, what's the point?"
"That's just what I'm saying. If I can't have the body I want, then what's the point? Man, like w