Mistakes That Can't Be FixedMistakes That Can't Be Fixed12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Her days had been occupied by sitting soundlessly, staring out at the camp, giving into her despair without even an attempt of fighting it. Sometimes she found herself unaware even that time had pasted since her waking, it had all carried the same emotion and task. She knew he would've wanted her to be happy, but great Starclan it was too much to bare. He wasn't there, after all.
She found her mind replaying the events of that night, the look in his eyes, the stupid mistakes she made. What they could've done and changed, what they should've done and changed. And this is what she was doing now as she watched a pair of kits talk argue over a mossball.
He woke her up when it was still dark, there was no light in the sky and it was near impossible to see him in the darkness of the den. Although she found comfort in the familiar glint of his eyes, it wasn't enough to calm her nerves of him waking her so suddenly. The last time he'd done that she didn't w
Hotel - Eren x Reader (Actor!AU) "You did that on purpose." I give a blank look to the manager of the SNK cast, covering as much of how I am flustered as possible, but the agitation is reflected in my eyes.Hotel - Eren x Reader (Actor!AU)20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sorry, but that's just how it is." He tells me, and walks away with a smirk on his face, leaving me to the hotel suite.
I have to share a room with Eren.
If only I hadn't agreed to sharing a room with somebody when we went to the meet and greet. Damn it, I thought it would be a girl, like Krista or Mikasa, or just anybody but Eren! But, no, I'm sharing a room with Eren.
"Please let there be two beds." I whisper, walking down the hallway, repeating the sentence. I shift my bag, my hand on the doorknob, still repeating my little mantra, and opening the door, peering in.
I sigh in relief. There are two beds.
"I call dibs on the bigger bed!" I shout, vaulting over a large suitcase and onto the somewhat bigger - and certainly more plush and comfortable - hotel bed.
Spain X Reader- Avert Your EyesSpain X Reader- Avert Your Eyes5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Popsicle was hurled towards you at great speed, spinning as it neared closer to your slouched frame. You flinched as the cold, wrapped treat thumped into your arm and slid down your thighs to the sweltering cement floor.
“Nice catch, my friend!” Antonio threw his head back in laughter as he scrambled up the wall, taking a comfortable seat next to you. Without even a grumble you reached down and grabbed your cold treat, wanting nothing more but for it to be inside of you. The cheap wrapping was discarded immediately before your dry tongue slid over the flavoured ice, savouring the cooling treat.
Your teeth grazed over the frosty surface, the sweet flavour thrilling your taste buds as the cold treat gradually melted on your pink tongue. You breathed out with a delighted sigh, your eyelids sliding down over your vision as you sucked as much flavour from the luscious Popsicle, its colour staining your lips blue. The sweltering sun’s ray beamed on yo
Words in hugs and cuddlesWords in hugs and cuddles12 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hey loved it when Donnie and he would cuddle. Yes they were older now, with Donnie being 11 and Mikey being 10. Yet somehow he still enjoyed the feelings he got when Donnie and he would huddle against each and cuddle. To feel Donnie’s arms around his shoulders holding him, shielding him, keeping him safe. It filled his chest with warm and happiness. It made him giggle and shift, trying to get Donnie to hold him tighter, while Donnie would giggle and do just that; wrapping his arms around his little brother even tighter.
“I like Donnie hugs.”
Behind him Donnie squeezed him a little tighter, while leaning in to nuzzle the side of his face. “and I like giving them to you.”
Again he giggled; this time from Donnie’s warm breath which tickled his neck and made him squirm. Making Donnie lean in and begin to tickle his sides.
Mikey squirmed, twisted and writhed. Doing his best to get away from h
Fallen MothHe'd put it off long enough, but it had been a few days now since he had sent Hushedsnow off, she'd mentioned something about Highclan, although personally he hoped she'd ended up in Leafclan - he didn't know of any Dark Forest Cats there. He wanted her to be safe, but hopefully it would only be for a short time more.Fallen Moth10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Clan was preoccupied with the sharks, and Aspenstar had left the Nursery so she could give orders more efficiently from The Leader's Den.
Getting Aspenstar alone had been one of the hardest parts of the plan, with Crystalshimmer and all those kits in the Nursery, as well as Shadowcliff moving in and out all the time, but it seemed these sharks had arrived as a gift - although he was pretty sure even The Dark Forest couldn't have arranged that one.
Mothlight had been watching The Leader's Den all day, getting to know how regularly Warriors would appear and which ones appeared more often, working out the spacing between their trips. It seemed that the times Tigers
Jean X Reader AU! Mr.RightJean X Reader AU! Mr.Right15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Jean, you really should get a job soon." You say, stuffing your chemistry book into your shoulder bag before slamming your locker shut and turning to your boyfriend.
"And why is that, (Y/N)?" Jean asks you, his golden eyes creasing at the edges as he smirks at you.
"Sasha's boyfriend has a job and he pays for their apartment, and Mikasa's boyfriend uses his paycheck to take her out on dates. Plus," you say, starting to walk down the hall, Jean in tow. "You're 17. You don't make a dime all day, if I may say."
Jean laughs. "I guess you're right. But I'm so busy studying!" You raise your eyebrow at him, giving a small chuckle.
"Oh, really now? Your grades say otherwise, Mister. I swear, you've never made it through a day of school!" You wave a one handed bye to Jean as you enter your class.
As Jean turns, walkin
in flesh and bloodHe finds her unassumingly. She's just standing there, cheeks ruddy, bundled in a forest green jacket lined with fake—he thinks—fur. He finds her, hands in pockets, feet atop the grass. The light that floods the panes of her face casts dark shadows beneath her eyes and along her jaw and he thinks for a moment that she might be kind of beautiful.in flesh and blood17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why are you standing before the Eiffel Tower and looking so sad?"
Her head snaps. He counts, one, two, three, seconds, and then she turns her face upward toward the monument in front of the two. They are alone. She doesn't say anything and then she's saying something and he has to turn his attention from the angles of her face to her brown, brown, brown eyes.
"Do you think it's lonely?" Of course not, he thinks. Of course not.
But all he can utter is no as he stares up at it. When she asks him why he sputters and turns to face her again, and sh
Forbidden love (Lucius MalfoyXReader) part 5You currently sat by Black lake your mind replaying what happened since before and during Christmas.Forbidden love (Lucius MalfoyXReader) part 57 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Remus stood in fun of you in his dorm holding your hands looking nervous.
"There's......something I need to tell you" He started.
"Your gay?" You guessed.
"What?! No I'm not gay!" Remus shrieked.
"What I'm about to tell you, you have to promise not to tell anyone not even James or Sirius" Remus said almost pleadingly.
"Ok" You nodded starting to feel nervous now.
"(Y/n)......Im.......... A werewolf" Remus whispered looking at the floor.
"A werewolf?" You asked after a few seconds. Remus nodded and you sighed in relief making him confused.
"Merlin I thought you were dying or something!" You said making Remus look at you confused.
"What?....Your not scared?" Remus asked confused.
"Remus I've had my suspicions for a while the way you always disappear on the full moon, your scars the way you tensed up when I asked could you help me with our essays we had to do on
Danny and BrieDanny paced back and forth clutching his swollen belly as Brie warmed the water in the birth pool. His contractions were about seven minutes apart and getting closer together each time they happened. He was actually more bothered by trying to walk with such wide hips swaying back and forth. He didn’t know how girls could do it, and wasn’t used to this female body shape even after over nine months of it.Danny and Brie10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Danny and Brie were an odd couple. For one thing, Brie was tough and serious, yet also sweet on the inside. Danny could be easily mistaken for a lesbian. He had a bowl-shaped boyish haircut and a very feminine face. He wasn’t muscular at all and had very narrow shoulders like a girl. But Brie had the most unusual attribute, for she was a witch, and had the power to switch one’s gender or sex role. That is, she could take the genitals of a boy and a girl and switch them. In this scenario, the girl would be on top during sex.
And that’s precisely what she and
Flying Dreams“I don’t know why I love you.Flying Dreams7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I just…can’t stop thinking of you.”
said old Mr. squirrel slowly caressing
the nut in his bed beside him.
He pulled the glasses from face and set them down
on the nightstand beside him
letting out a sigh. A picture of himself
and another sitting beside him.
He rolled back over and kissed the nut
falling into a deep sleep.
Mr. Squirrel dreamed of flying,
just as his cousins could.
Flying from tree to tree.
Like an overextended wonderful leap.
Safe from danger. Safe from the predators below.
A dog snapping and growling. He paid it no notice.
He was free and happy sailing through the trees.
Through the clouds. He could reach out
with his paws and touch them.
SO soft and fluffy
just like her…
He awoke from his dream startled.
It took him a second to catch his breath,
and he played with his graying beard hairs.
He had been much younger in the dream. So much younger.
“It’s a dream my sweet. Nothing more then a drea
Take Me Home Aimee III: FourTake Me Home Aimee III: FourTake Me Home Aimee III: Four13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Aimee almost dropped her fork, feeling her mouth go dry. “W-what?” she asked, looking at Skylar.
“Oh it’s nothing—” She stammered over her words and tried to focus on her dinner.
“No, tell me,” Aimee said, starting to sober up, blinking heavily as she tried to process the words. She could practically feel in tenseness in Heath but she pressed on. “Who…who do I look like?”
“I was just saying that Corey mentioned you look a lot like Heath’s ex-girlfriend,” Skylar said, though it was obvious she didn’t want to repeat it. She could feel daggers being thrown at her from Heath’s direction and Corey didn’t look too happy either. “I…I’m sorry,” she whispered, lowering her head. “I thought she knew.”
“No. I didn’t,” Aimee said. Her brow furrowed before she tur
Blackout Days (bit 1) I remember the Blackout Days, when I was young and machines thrummed. Dark days, yes, but there was the tiniest streak of light on the horizon called hope. Baseball players wore black uniforms; it was easier to see them against the floodlights. We didn’t have pets; anything was considered fair game for the table in those lean times. But we kept the machines running, and focused on that strip of light on the horizon.Blackout Days (bit 1)19 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Looking back now after so many years, it’s amazing that we took it all in stride. But it was just the way things were. I was twelve when I began work in the factory, my schooling done. But I was proud; I was doing something important. I was feeding the machines, making sure they never stopped. I didn’t really know at the time what might happen if they stopped, but I knew it was something bad. It was every citizen’s duty to contribute, to keep those machines working. I was glad to do it, even though my hearing is diminished now from the no
I Looked at Him and I Saw Myself"Did you hear what they said?" Lambkit turned to her brothers, who were all huddling together under some sort of weird, twisted, twoleg-made tree, watching the Medicine Cat and the Deputy as they fretted over the newly arrived kits.I Looked at Him and I Saw Myself11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pantherkit was less intrigued with the conversation, his paws feeling uncomfortable on the fake grass that twolegs used in their nest. "Hm?" He pondered, looking up at his sister.
"They said Spiderstep is dead," she explained to her dark furred brother, who cast his eyes down towards his paws again. Nightkit's ears drooped. How many others found the same fate as Spiderstep? It had grown silent in this oddly shaped nest, the Queens making small sounds to keep their kittens calm and distracted. But there were no queens, no mothers for Nightkit and his littermates. Both of their fathers were fighting in the battle.
Though he didn't know Spiderstep personally, Nightkit did know Clearkit. He padded up to his friend, who had tear-filled eyes as he sat closeby his
Homicidal Liu X reader pt 1 (Commissioned)Homicidal Liu X reader pt 1 (Commissioned)13 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was commissioned to make a Liu x reader, so here we go!
You were walking home one night looking at text messages on your phone. You heard laughing and looked over and saw a couple of boys. The boys looked at you and smirked at each other. "Looks like we caught us a hot babe tonight." one of them said. They walked towards you. One boy was infront of you while the other grabbed you from behind. "Hey, what do you say we have some fun?" The boys smirked at you. You gasped. "NO, LET GO OF ME!" You yelled. You struggled, but the boy wouldn't let you go. The boy infront of you grabbed your chin. "Now, now. let's not be difficult." He smirked.
You snapped at the boys hand with your mouth, making him move it away. You elbowed the other guy's stomach, making him let go of you. "Bad idea, hun." One of the boys said and pinned you to a tree, pinning your wrists above your head. "NO LET ME GO! HELP!" You cried. You closed yo
The gentleman with the paper napkin rose!Lonely and heart broken,The gentleman with the paper napkin rose!12 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
I was that night.
I walked out of my hotel room,
right into the bar and into it's magical atmosphere,
beautiful belly dancers,
I sat down and got me a drink,
wanting to drawn,
all of my feelings,
my love, my life.
wanting to be cold,
not wanting to feel anything,
betrayal is a painful
thing to remember!
So I wanted the ability to forget,
since forgiving was much too soon
for my broken heart.
So intense was this pain,
many years later
I still carry it's scars.
and without looking I was at the distance,
welcomed by someone's interest...
There he was looking at me,
and for the longest time
I could not look away, I got hypnotize
by his Indian eyes...
From a paper napkin he made me a flower,
I thought of this detail for hours.
He walked to me and reached for my hands,
placing the object of his creation between my fingers.
He must have made this flowers a thousand times,
because as he did,
he never stopped looking at my eye
A Tricksters Tale (LevixDemon!ReaderxEren) 2A Tricksters Tale (LevixDemon!ReaderxEren) 211 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Levi was walking down the corridor, you not that far behind him. You both stopped in front of a pair of double doors and Levi quickly opened it walking through it. You ended up outside in the training fields where cadets were fighting against each other. You followed behind Levi and watched the people.
"I have things to do. Can I trust you to stay out here and train with the other cadets?" Levi asked and you put a hand to your chest and bowed.
"Of course. What kind of cadet would I be?" You said with a mock smile and watched as Levi turned and walked away from you.
You just stood in your spot for a moment when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You quickly turned around and was met with large turquoise eyes and brown locks. It was Eren. You looked at him with your big (color) eyes and he blushed when you gave him a smile.
"Why hello Eren. It is nice to see you." You said and his face got even redder. He rubbed th
Strawberry Plush FFM28A woman sobbed on the subway, clutching a strawberry plush toy, a folded photograph, and a business card. I pulled out my phone and pretended to text. In actuality, I was analyzing her. Boyfriend? Likely. Girlfriend? Also likely. I spotted the picture. It was a woman. Girlfriend.Strawberry Plush FFM287 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Now for the strawberry plush toy. I ran over the possible meanings. Most likely a gift from that said ex. A toy won at the carnival for her? Maybe. Or maybe it’s not an ex? I was just going to say it was an ex. No one bawled that hard over a person who wasn’t a recent ex. So, the plush toy. Bam: “I’m Berry Sorry.” She was holding an apology bear. Were those tears of joy? No, no, no. Her berry sorry strawberry was old and used. It had holes in the arms. Old breakup, wounds reopened.
The business card read “Real Estate”. She was moving. She probably was packing and happened upon a box from when she dated that girl. She found the strawberry plush and the photograph, and w
Planes- A pain like a BladeDipper had developed a habit of eavesdropping on her idol Dusty Crophopper, to the point where some would judge her to be disturbed. On night she overheard a heated argument between Blade Ranger and Dusty. She did not hear how the debate started, but was certainly surprised to hear how it ended.Planes- A pain like a Blade3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hiding around the corner of a hangar, she sat tight and listened.
“There is a fire burning within us all, one which constantly tries to overwhelm all who we are. Should it succeed, one would be nothing more than a hollow shell; a shadow of our former selves. Every day we fight it, but there is no extinguishing it. The strong and the wise defy it, while the weak and the self-centered embrace it. That fire is the evil within our souls, and it is always there, no matter how small and insignificant it may be.” Blade Ranger explained.
“That’s really poetic. Tell me this: why is it your crew follows you into danger and obeys your every order without question? Why do you think