Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking AttentionArthur Kirkland stood against the wall, his spine erect and his shoulders back. His chin was lifted, and the strap of his tall hat wrapped uncomfortably around it. Despite the summer heat and humidity, he was clad in a wool guardsman uniform. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and he even felt it soak into his undershirt. He was used it, however; this was what he was required to do every day.Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking Attention7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur was a Queen’s Guard currently stationed on the westward side of Buckingham Palace. He didn't know the fellows that accompanied him on his wall, nor did he care to make their acquaintance. He would much rather let his mind wander to his childlike fantasies than associate with his own kind—or really any kind. He was a loner. He wouldn't deny it. But he didn't really mind. It seemed, to him, much less bothersome with no one around.
Arthur heard a voice that caused him to groan internally. A little girl's voice bounced off the wall behind him and into his eardrums. He hated childr
...Tension, is building between...8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
our bones; cracking
these boundaries that bind
[lets not get lost in the moment
Parent AU: Actor!Levi x Singer!Reader IIParent AU: Actor!Levi x Singer!Reader II4 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Papa, Papa look! Mama's on TV!"
Levi was currently coming from the kitchen when he over heard his son excitedly mention his mother on the large flat screen TV. He looked, noticing that you were presented on the TV show: Dancing with the Stars. Levi growled as you were dancing swing with the man who was presented as Reiner Braun who was famous for his appearances on dance movies and such. Levi continued to glare at the TV, watching as you had a smile on your face and Reiner was holding your body so freely. Eren looked away from the screen to look at his father, feeling the dark aura in the air.
"Horseface! Papa is getting angry again!"
"Young Master, I thought I told you to stop calling me that.."
"Hurry and get Papa some tea! I think he's going to blow!"
Jean sighed as scurried over to the kitchen, immediately making Levi's tea to help him calm down his nerves. Eren looked at the TV again, noticing that you and Reiner got a pretty high score for the dance per
Hetalia Kid-Countrynapped Chapter 17Hetalia Kid-Countrynapped Chapter 171 hour ago in General Fiction More Like This
The next day (Name) woke up at 3 am in the morning; she glanced around and stared outside the windows. She was still trying to convince herself that she was a ‘country’; it was strange to think about. But the question that lingered most in her mind was how long she would stay alive for. Thinking about it she didn’t want to live for too long, that would mean making no friends because if you did you’d also have to watch them die... how on earth could she watch people die over and over again whilst she didn’t?
Sighing to herself (Name) pulled herself out of the window dangling her legs outside. She could see the fields stretching on ahead of her. The night seemed to stretch itself on. She wondered if she would have to watch the king die as well.
Suddenly she wanted to reverse everything and be back in her classroom. At least she wouldn’t have to think about all this. (Name)’s mind wandered off to the fir
It's NotIt's not the lipstick glossIt's Not4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
that makes a kiss
the warm pulse beating through
It's not their size
but the words they whisper,
It's not the color
nor the length
nor the glint
of her hair
that makes her special
it is her smile
in the falling rain
reflecting the joy
of yet another Spring,
It's not the time
she spent getting beautiful
that makes her so
but in fact
it is the hours
she was besides my bed
when I was sick
and in fact
it is the minutes
I could hear her breathe
in my embrace
AND in fact
it is the seconds
I saw her cry
(out of happiness)
Because she's beautiful.
It's not the clothes,
nor the jewellery,
nor the colored nails,
nor the drawn-in brows,
nor the words she says
to other people,
and neither it is
It is her mind
that entertains my poems,
it is her charm
that paints my cheeks
and averts my shy eyes from her
It is her soul,
that I love.
Petra x Levi x Reader -The Devil Wears Prada- The Devil Wears PradaPetra x Levi x Reader -The Devil Wears Prada- 7 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Petra x Levi x Reader
Part 3 - Final
Warning: Sex and attempted rape are mentioned in this fic, although not in detail. Read at your own risk.
Today is a very special day for Levi. But tomorrow, everything will be different for him. It's been a year, and now he must face what he's been putting off for so long, just in case a certain Petra had a sudden change of heart. He had waited, he held a small piece of hope in his heart, but nothing ever happened. One year ago today, (first) and Levi officially became a couple. Although they kept their relationship behind closed doors, he loved (first) with all his heart, and today he was going to prove how much he loved her. No matter what hell was going to happen today, he would fight through it, just for (first).
In this heavenly year, (first) and Levi had grown closer and closer. Dinner and lunch dates, movie nights at (first)'s house, and even trips to the parks and fairs made the two become nearly ins
A sisterly interlude“Stand still Linnea,”A sisterly interlude6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Betty Bellos ran a needle through the hem of the dress her daughter was wearing for the prom that was coming up on Friday. The dress bought from a seamstress and needed altering in the bust area and the hem of the dress decided to come down. Therefore, Betty decided that she would alter the dress for her youngest. She finished sewing the hem down and stood up looking at her daughter and the dress.
“Linnea, I think you may need to wear another bra with this,” She frowned noticing the green straps on the dress loose on the arms. “And I think we may have to tighten this up so it won’t fall off of you.”
“Mom, I doubt this will fall off me,” Linnea mumbled. “May I go sit down? I feel like a pin cushion with how many times you stuck me with the pins.”
“Yes you may,” Betty said. “But take off that dress and please put it in my bedroom on the stool in the corner.”
[The Doctor/Reader] The Sacrifices To Be Made"What's happening?"[The Doctor/Reader] The Sacrifices To Be Made7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Everything. It's the beginning, middle, and end of time. ____, you must promise me one thing."
"Do exactly as I say."
You close your eyes and nod.
"Of course, Doctor."
"Good. Everything that has ever interacted with me - past, present, and future alike - is finding it's way here. It will be extremely dangerous."
"What do you need me to do, Doctor?" you ask, standing in front of him as tense as a soldier would be in front of their sergeant.
You had tried. You really had. But it was too overwhelming. You let your guard down for one second - you stopped to rest. They had found you.
There was only one as far as you could tell, but you never actually got to check. You couldn't look away. You knew what would happen if you did.
You wanted to close your eyes and cry, to call out to the Doctor in hopes that he would save you.
But you didn't. All of your focus and energy went to staying awake, keeping yourself from looki
SevenEach day is a new struggle.Seven8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Each day is an uphill fight.
I go out, and I wage war against them,
And I lose.
Then I come home,
Beaten and bruised,
They won the last one,
They'll win the next.
They'l win all the rest,
Until I'm finally dead.
But I am a warrior,
And one who will protect,
One who will serve,
Until his dying breath.
And why do I go out each day?
Why dawn my dented armor?
Because I know what I'm fighting for.
And though they may have victory,
And the sparkling spoils of war...
I have you,
And that is enough
To make me get out of bed each day,
To walk out the door,
To draw my sword and fight them,
To come home beaten yet once more;
But then I see your face
And I know I'd go through it all again
If it meant I won your love,
If it meant your affection.
For you I would fight this many battles:
Seven times seven times seven.
The Neko Outbreak Part 3The Neko Outbreak Part 37 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Neko Outbreak
Part Three: Felis University
Hey, folks. Jack speaking. Actually, ladies first.
My, aren’t you a gentleman. Anyway, I happened to bust my daddy’s car (which reaked of cigarettes anyway). And I’m still running for dear life. But those reading, don’t you dare even think I’m a damsel in distress. I’m plenty capable of fending for myself. But thanks for the concern. Back to you narrator.
Wait. I haven’t even told my side of the story. Oh, whatever, I think you all know it well enough. So, now I have a neko at the edge of my coat. What could she possibly want? Narrator. Do continue please.
Before he could take a bite, he felt a tugging on his coat. He turned around and froze at what he saw:
Looking at her, she was about half his height. She has silver hair, wore a pink sailor school uniform, and sported black cat ears and tail. Her expression app
Different is GoodWhy do people seem to thinkDifferent is Good6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That its good to fit in?
That being different is evil
That not conforming is a sin
All people that conform
They are sheep, you can't trust them
But one who dares to be themselves
Now there's a hidden gem
Just think of who you'll meet
When you decide to just be you
So many fascinating people
And friends who love you true
Those who have a dream
Or a passion, or an art
They bravely face their fears
And can truly touch your heart
If you just be yourself
And love to live and learn
That is truly beautiful
And you help the world turn
Being different is good
Despite what people say
I'm different and I like it
It's easier that way
This One Thing [Jean x Reader]This One Thing [Jean x Reader]6 hours ago in Romance More Like This
A/N: Hi, just a quick note, this is based right before the raid on Stohess District (ep 24). Enjoy~
This One Thing
All a part of the plan…
“This is ridiculous,” Jean comments dryly, his hands fumbling with the tangled wig. “Why’d they have to force me to be Eren’s double? I look nothing like that guy at all; I’m not even that short...” You watch when the mumbling male steps out of the spare room after changing, now clothed in his temporary disguise, yet his mouth still blabbers on. “...And those Military Police troops are even denser in the head than I thought if they actually fall for this crap.”
Although Jean carries on with voicing his useless objections, you merely stand there, arms folded. Honestly, you simply wonder how long it will take for him to figure out how to properly fix the wig as he stands there rambling. The MP would show u
Rain and Robots Don't Mix - RPYears ago, a new, somehow sentient being was invented. Small, humanoid robots, no larger than three inches and built to be companions. Soon, it was clear, people began to realize that they were intelligent, feeling creatures, and the production of them was stopped. Despite the protests of a few human citizens, all governments issued laws that these beings posed a risk to humanity - physically, they weren't threats at all, too small and too weak, but the reasoning was that they could interfere with technology.Rain and Robots Don't Mix - RP6 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
So those of them that could have gone into hiding. You're one of the few that escaped.
Unfortunately, being outside isn't any safer for a very not-waterproof, very fragile robot, and you've been having trouble avoiding rain and other threats. So, of course, when you're lost somewhere in the wild, having gotten hopelessly lost and rather stumped as to where to go - everywhere, there will be some sort of danger - you have to find shelter. After some frantic wandering with heavy clou
hauras (fragments)English version belowhauras (fragments)8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
kastepisara kielon luomessa
peitteesi lehden suojassa
heräsit unestamme aamuun
in a dream,
a dewdrop on a petal
in the shadow of your leaves
you awoke from our dream
a new morning
your tears and i to mist;
yesterday to oblivion.
Victory is ours."Sky, you are not going out there!!" Ty yelled at his friend who was putting on the last of his obsidian armor on.Victory is ours.7 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Yes I am, Ty. I started this war, now I'm going to finish it." Sky said in a grim tone. His sword was on the table beside him, the beautiful golden blade waiting to paint the snow with the blood of his enemies.
"No! They are going to tear you to shreds! Please Adam!! Don't do this!!" Ty pleaded crying into his friend's chest plate. "I don't want to loose you again..."
Sky looked at his friend. He had just escaped from imprisonment at the Oceanic Republic one week ago. It had been many long years since his friends last saw him, and to know he may die in the next few minutes..."Ty, look up at me." Sky said in a soft yet commanding tone. His friend looked up with tears running down his face.
"I know I scared you when I didn't come back four years ago...I'm so sorry for that. But this war isn't over. I'm doing this so you can have a life to live, so you can have the right to
Darkness on the DeepA lone vessel sighed against the midnight tide;Darkness on the Deep8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A lone figure steadied her to the cruise.
A lone shadow stretched across the midnight deep,
Moonlight, deep in the dark.
A lone pinnace glided through the moonlit sea;
A lone helmsman guided her through the night.
A lone monster lurked beneath her moonlit wake,
Oblivion, deep in the dark.
A lone schooner rocked athwart the blackened waters;
A lone crewman slumped dead across her decks.
A lone gunshot flashed bright in the blackened sky,
Malice, deep in the dark.
A lone frigate rolled over the stormy horizon;
A lone captain shouted to the gunner.
A lone cannon barked across the stormy waves,
Lightning, deep in the dark.
A lone warship charged across the bloody depths;
A lone watcher surveyed the war-torn scene.
A lone sickle pulled from black and bloody cloak,
Death, deep in the dark.
A lone cruiser battered hard the splintered decks;
A lone titan fell into the scarlet sea.
A lone spirit reached ‘cross the splintered mast.
Introspection in a Pale Moon LightAm I a dream of the universe?Introspection in a Pale Moon Light5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A microcosm of the cosmos
A transient flash of memory
Soon forgotten for eternity
Am I a conscious collection of atoms?
Converging together at random
An essence in constant motion
Like a ripple upon the ocean
We are all made of star dust
Born when giant gas clouds combust
In a symphony of the spheres
Free from anxiety and of fears
We are never ending energy
Dancing across the galaxy
From Andromeda to the Milky Way
Like a ballerina in a ballet