The AuthorWriters paint pictures that painters can't.The Author5 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
I Dare You To Read This [Author x Reader]I Dare You To Read ThisI Dare You To Read This [Author x Reader]1 month ago in Emotional More Like This
[Author x Reader]
I dare you to read this all the way through. You’ll get a prize at the end. I promise. Just read this all the way through. You don’t need to be embarrassed! It’s just you and me here, and I won’t make fun of you – I swear. Trust me, I’m in no position to be doing that.
Can I start?
Okay, I’m going to.
I’m going to start by saying that you are [Full Name]. You are, and there’s nothing you can do about it. You are [Full Name], and there’s not another [Full Name] on anywhere else.
Don’t take that literally.
Of course, there are probably tons of people with the same first name, maybe a handful of people with the same full name. However, those [Full Name] s, are not the same [Full Name] as you. The [Nick Name] – is it alright if I call you that? Or rather the [Preferred Alias] reading this, is different from, may
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader~ 1.Arthur glanced up and out the cafe window, silently watching the meandering crowd of people and the way they milled around shops in inpenetrable throngs. As far as he was concerned he didn't really want to speak to anyone in the entire world at all, emerald eyes focusing back on the laptop in front of him. Of course he preferred writing by hand, but certain measures had been called for and he had been reduced to using such things as the internet to help him work better. The Englishman remarked to himself that he'd never even realised how far the world had moved on without him, and for once he actually did understand why Alfred thought him 'behind the times' as it were.Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader~ 1.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Giving a somewhat satisfied smile after reading over his work, the gentleman then reached out a slender hand and picked up his cup of Earl Grey. Tendrils of steam had been winding their way through the air, permeated with the scent of cake and freshly baked bread, but that was evidently a long time ago. The
...So thank you to the author Thank you to the author for every written word,...So thank you to the author4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
For every single letter that fell from your silver sword.
I know this is the end, because the ink runs dry
I look down at the paper and I begin to cry
This is the end, the final chapter, I have to say goodbye.
The fantasy has ended; the world you built will die
In memory I will keep it, inside my heart of glass
Again and again I shall reread it, until more time will pass
So thank you to the author
... For every time I smiled
Tragic AuthorI’m looking forward to being a tragic authorTragic Author1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’ll sit on a cloud with no silver lining
And become the male equivalent of a spinster
With words as my spouse and books as my offspring
At least then it is I who will control the outcome
For the lives of my heroes and heroines
And since I’ll not be afforded a happy ending
The least I can do is to give one to them
The Lord said ‘no’ to my happily ever after
Perhaps to inspire my imagination
A hollowed out heart is an ideal home after all
For my mind’s perpetual inspiration
I’m looking forward to being a tragic author
I’m such a devoted, hopeless romantic
Devoted in the sense I should have been committed
And hopeless as I took our love for granted
I dare you to keep the anguish and torment coming
As it will serve to inspire my greatest work
Assuming my heart pumps love more efficiently than pain
And my mind can refrain from going berserk
Now I sit in frustration with my parchment paper
The ink o
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader EpilougeEpilougeDelightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader Epilouge2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur stared at his reflection in the cheval mirror, tracing his fingers over his smiling twin. He'd had that blissful grin over his handsome face all morning, and as he glanced behind him at the suit hung up on the wardrobe door, he realised that he'd never felt better. Radient, aureate sunlight filtered through the windows, casting shadows on his pale countenance, making his blonde hair look like a halo of gold. Somewhere in his house, specifically his one back in London, Alfred was a concentrated blur of enthusiasm too; Arthur remarking to himself that his American best man was almost as excited as he was. But, of course, nobody could ever understand how elated he had been feeling recently. It had taken a lot of time to plan the whole wedding, but the ardour had been well worth it, everything planned perfectly. Elsewhere, no doubt at the venue (a breath-takingly beautiful manor on the outskirts of London) ______ was no doubt preparing herself too. He yearned to see
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 3.After arriving at Francis's town-house, _____ was taken aback by what she saw. Every wall, every surface was strung with lanterns, the shining objects suspended at random intervals along the gravel drive-way; the prim expanse seemingly glowing shades of amber, gold and vibrant orange. The individual little lights seemed to permeate the inpenetrable blackness seeping through the London streets, Arthur almost completlely undetectable as he strolled along dusting down his ebony suit. The radient glow seemed to make his eyes appear several shades brighter, the neon orbs almost inhuman and his skin pale and waxy in the moonlight- _____ couldn't help but think she was incredibly lucky encountering such a clever, enigmatic, enchanting young man.Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 3.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"_____?" He said softly, melodic voice low in comparison to the music drifting out through an open window "Are you ok?" A look of concern flitted across his countenance.
"Yes...It's just the first time I've ever been to something like this."
Nightmare (KarkatxReader)"Kitkat..."Nightmare (KarkatxReader)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Karkat straightened at the sound of you muttering from the doorway. His grey hands slowed their typing, but he grummbled to himself and looked over his shoulder, only to find you rubbing your eyes, your body hunched due to your grogginess. He sighed and snapped,"What is it, (Name)?"
You lowered your hands from your face. Resting a hand against the doorway to make sure you didn't fall due to your fatigue, you replied,"I... I had a nightmare."
The troll let out a groan as he turned his attention back to the computer. The keys clicked repeatedly, giving you the assumption that he was either attempting to hack or chatting to a friend of his. "It's what you get," he said irritably,"You're the one who chose to not sleep in a recuperacoon."
It was a couple of minutes filled with nothing but the clack clack clack of the keys. Karkat could tell you hadn't gone back to your room. You were just standing there, watching. Like you were waiting for something. He groaned again.
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 5.For once ______ was at the cafe first, trepidation boiling within her about what Arthur had to say. He'd seemed frantic, breathless...her over-active imagination was conjuring all kinds of things that could have happened to him, but hadn't he been at home all day? Surely something bad couldn't have-Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 5.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"_____!" Eventually a windswept author emerged into the cafe like a hurricane, hair soaked from the rain outside and emerald eyes wide. He seemed to be far more dishevelled and weather-stained than he ever had before, not at all concerned about his un-tucked shirt or slightly wonky tie as he dropped into his seat. He appeared very restless too, shifting about uncomfortably. "A-Arthur, what's wrong!?"
He let out a shaky expulsion of breath, brow furrowed. "I...I have something to tell you." _____ didn't get a chance to retort, the Englishman beginning to speak "Listen, Francis rang me and...well..."
"There's good news, and bad news."
There was a pause, filled w
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 2."You seem very happy, mon lapin~" Francis observed, casting his eyes towards his favourite Englishman sitting on one of his white leather arm-chairs. "Has something happened to cheer you up? That idea you were speaking of perhaps?"Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 2.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur shook his head softly, watching his publisher potter around his open-plan kitchen and diner. "It's that, but there's something else too."
"Would you like to tell me?"
"I wouldn't concern yourself with it." The author gave a little smirk, internally laughing at Francis. He'd never believe him even if he did tell him!
"Are you coming to the party tomorrow? I've invited Mattheiu over from Paris, he's bringing some cakes from that adorable little bakery he has."
"Yes, I'll be there. Who else is going though? I need to talk to Kiku about some of the illustrations for the new book."
"Ah, yes. What is it about? I could have swore you finished that lovely little series of yours!"
"It's not from that, it's something else. I do believe it was potential t
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 4.The next morning _____ woke up to the sound of a kettle boiling and birds singing outside.Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 4.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
She rubbed her bleary eyes, no longer fatigued as she felt some recollection of the night before come back to her; it had been truly magical, and an involuntary blush crossed her countenance when she realised exactly where she was. The young girl looked up as the sound of muffled footsteps assaulted her ears. It was no doubt Arthur, and the young man eventually came into view with a pile of clean washing in his arms. His hair was ruffled, but he didn't seem at all upset about it, smiling gently at the girl in his room. "Did you sleep well? I'm sorry if I woke you up." Looking so ininhibited truly became Arthur. "I-It's ok..." _____ yawned, staggering out from beneath the embroidered covers and stretching languidly "I slept rather well, thank you!" Another grin crossed the young man's face. His companion looked innocent and angelic in the golden morning light, a sliver of it being cast on h
The Author and Alice.I swear that I try though even my best work is insufficient. No matter how bright and magical those thoughts are that dance around my brain, I am never fully capable to portray them to you. Not faithfully anyhow. I solely wish that I could, for these ideas of mine are so precious that they fill me with a pure sensation of happiness and glee. They dance around my mind with all their might. But for now, knowing that you love and appreciate the poor relocation of these living dreams is enough. I thank and love you for it, despite my incompetence and inability to fully comprehend what you find so great about whatever it is that I produce but just for you I enclose this:The Author and Alice.2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Falling through the hole,
A sweet little girl is lost,
Gone to Wonderland.
Looking for freedom,
She is searching for herself,
With unlikely friends.
Questions are sparked,
Wondering through Wonderland,
Who's this little girl?
She's finding herself,
In the most unlikely place,
She has freed herself.
It's time to leave now,
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .7Later that afternoon, Arthur showed his lover one of the book-shops where he was holding a book signing; elaborating on his talk with Gilbert and chattering enthusiastically about it and the prospects it brought. _____ herself kept thinking back to the sweet, intimate moment when he'd said that she was his inspiration for his new novel- It was unbelievable, and so utterly romantic that she felt herself swoon.Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .72 years ago in Romance More Like This
She found herself doing so again, with a prominent scarlet blush on her countenance, when they returned to the pent-house and Arthur went to get a shower.
He had taken only around fifteen minutes, emerging however from the shower with heated skin and crystalline droplets cascading off of his exposed torso as if he'd been in a sauna. A fluffy white towel was wrapped around his slender waist, and only that, his hair damp and sticking up in various different directions as he ran his fingers through it. In the light of the sun-set he seemed unhuman, emerald eyes glinting and vi
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .17It was finally the morning Arthur had been waiting for. His new book was finally getting published, and he was fidgety and nervous as soon as he woke up. Biting his lip and looking down at the panormaic view outside the sitting-room's window, he wrung his hands in front of him. The trepidation was almost too much to handle, and he was desperate for it all to be over and done with quickly. Gilbert had already sent him a text, punctuated with several exclaimation marks and smiley faces; it was a slight reassurance, but he still felt more anxious than he ever had before. The reviews he'd received in America so far had been good, brilliant, even- But the new book would either make or break him.Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .172 years ago in Romance More Like This
There was also the bubbling of nerves from another potential life-changing event, and Arthur couldn't sit still as he pottered around the kitchen, trying to keep himself busy. His hands were trembling frantically as he pulled a mug out of the cupboard, and he felt like banging his head agains
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .11It was the night of the costume party, and ______ had just got out of the claw-footed bath that resided in the second bathroom. She'd barely seen Arthur all day again, due to another meeting with Gilbert, and he refused to let her see his costume which he'd picked up after said meeting. He was in the en-suite.Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .112 years ago in Romance More Like This
Shimmying into her new dress, identical to something which a woman would wear during the Victorian era, the young lady glanced at herself in the mirror. Her damp hair was curling at the ends, cascading around her face and framing it as she slipped her arms into the sleeves. She'd been determined to make her attire as convincing as possible too, insisting on trying to find something almost a replica of the costume the character in Arthur's book wore. She'd done considerably well, admiring the beads, lace and fretwork snaking around the bodice and the bustle draped around the back. Glancing behind her, ______ then pouted. The back was corseted, and she couldn't tie it up without it
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .8Amused chuckles reverberated against _____'s skin as Arthur kissed her collar-bones and encircled her waist with his slender arms. Both of them had awoke bleary-eyed and unwilling to get up, but soon enough realisation fell upon the Englishman and he reluctantly tore himself away from the warmth of the King-sized bed. He had to meet Gilbert, and the anxiety was beginnging to boil in his stomach again as he rested his head on her shoulder. "I truly can't be bothered to go and meet him..." He sighed, inhaling the scent of abundant roses, sea-salt and honey; a scent he'd become accustomed to. "But surely it won't be too bad? I'm coming as well remember..."Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .82 years ago in Romance More Like This
He chuckled again, giving an affirmative murmur "It's a definite reassurance having you around. Though wouldn't you prefer going shopping or something?"
"Don't be silly~" Arthur stared intently into _____'s eyes as she smiled playfully and whispered in his ear "I want to stay with you!"
"Your wish is my command, poppet~" And with that,
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .16"That's great, dude!" Alfred cheered enthusiastically, slapping Arthur on the back. The Englishman smiled, shook his head and stared at his hands.Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader .162 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Nothing's definite...it's just a matter of seeing how things go." The two were sitting at a table by a window, glancing out at the bustling streets as they conversed. "But it's still-" The cheerful young man interjected, Arthur turning around and hissing at him:
The American ceased his incessant chatter as ______ made her way towards the table, carrying a coffee and two tea's. She slid into her seat, taking a long, drawn out sip before smiling pleasantly at Alfred. "Are you ok?" She queried, tilting her head to one side. The model seemed even more fired-up than usual, a big grin plastered over his face as he fidgeted in his seat. He nodded, studying his coffee as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. "Yeah, I'm great...nice coffee, isn't it? I love-" He babbled, Arthur interrupting him:
"-We were just discussing what
An Author's NightmareAn Author's NightmareAn Author's Nightmare3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The inkwell has tipped and fallen;
Its black liquid seeps forward
To engulf the paper, the pen.
The desk is unable to hide
From the dark, soulless mess
And it creeps over the side.
Within it, millions of lives,
Alongside millions of loves,
All fade, none left to survive.
Characters die before they breathe,
and a melancholy ache screams forth,
for the creator has fallen on knees.
"No, no, this is impossibly untrue!
My life, my hope, my entire work?
All gone, not to leave me a few?"
His tears slip down a haggard face
And his shaking hands turn black
With such dark, despondent taste.
Ebony velvet continues on,
Engulfing all, leaving none.
Draco Malfoy X Reader Part 1 - Friends? You walked along the halls of Hogwarts at night all the time. You never got caught because Snape was always the one to find you and since you were, other than Draco, his favorite student, he never cared. Why you wondered the halls were a mystery, even to yourself, it just felt nice to have alone time with yourself because Zabini or Pansy were always by your side and you couldn’t ever get away from the two.Draco Malfoy X Reader Part 1 - Friends?1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You loved being alone but the only time you got it was at night. Blaise nor Pansy ever dared to break the rules which made you even a better Slytherin then them so it gives you a better chance with Draco, but with only probably 5%. Malfoy loved girls that were high superior Slytherin’s to surround him other than the one’s like you.
You were born from actual Gryffindor family line, at least one side Gryffindor. Your father was muggle-born so the huge family line came from your mother. Your gre