You Said You Loved Me You said you loved me.You Said You Loved Me2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was your first character.
I remember when you first submitted a picture of me onto the internet. You were so happy when you got a compliment on me. Granted, there weren’t many. You weren’t a popular artist. But that was alright, because even one or two positive comments motivated you to draw more.
I remember when you made a second character. His design wasn’t exactly the most original, like, I’ll admit it, my own design. But you were happy with his design. And seeing you happy made me happy as well.
After some more positive feedback, you made another character. She was a little stereotypical, a bit of a “Mary-Sue” if you will, but no one seemed to mind. Because you weren’t bothering anyone, and you were happy.
I’ll admit it. I got a little jealous when you paid attention to the other two characters, rather than I. But I got over it
Talking Clean: Levi x ReaderTalking Clean: Levi x Reader11 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
WARNING: Dirty talking that makes my head spin in regret.
The empty halls of the head-quarters began to flood with squads and scouts as they inquired chit chats with each other before dinner, where they'd devour what they could, and then suddenly disappear for a rejuvenating slumber afterwards. You gave a few acknowledgements, head nods if you will, and a few smiles until you reached the far end of the hall, where no one really dared walk past.
It was Lance Corporal Levi's office, and you really never quite understood the anxiety pangs that'd hit people as they'd knock on his door or walk near it. Because, really, you had a bad habit of just barging in, and when you did, he already knew it was going to be a special invigorating squad leader.
And so as your usual act of invasion, your fingers curled around the golden knob, flickering your attention to a couple of bystanders, who stared back at you in something that resembled nothing bu
Roman Runaway (Romano x Reader)Roman Runaway (Romano x Reader)1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Romano x Reader)
Song(s) to listen to, ‘Opus 33’ from Dustin O’ Halloran to get the full feeling of this story.
“FIND HER! WHERE DID SHE GO?!” I could feel my heart beat from within my chest as I ran towards freedom.
“A-almost there!” I called out airily as I proceeded to make it towards the large sign of the hotel we were staying at.
“I THINK I’VE FOUND HER! CORNER HER BOYS!” I looked behind me to see a large group of guards, at least ten of them.
Protect me my ass, these fools just wanted their pay.
“GAH!” I felt my body suddenly collide with the cold, icy, ground. I crawled my way o
Kiss the pain away. Romano x ReaderKiss the pain away. Romano x Reader3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
〖 The most important thing to me is to make you happy. 〗
“So, anything interesting happened to you?”
“I spilled milk on my shirt this morning.” She replied, letting an exasperated sigh escape her slightly chapped lips. [Name] looked down at her plaid blue shirt, the stain still visible to the eye.
“Hmm, doesn't sound like you're having a good day.”
She groaned. Of course, it wasn't a good day for her. Most days were never good for her. Well, at least that's what she had thought. Not like [Name] actually cared though. It's like a routine, except for weekends. In which she would probably sleep, go out with her friends, grocery shopping for more food.
“Well, at least things are getting better.” [Name] said, shrugging. “Not for me, though. But for someone.”
Romano let out laugh— or at least something like that. [Name] didn't bother to actually know; she was too tired to even ask. Th
he cried because no one cried for himI found Death crying in the alleyway underneath my apartment window. He crouched, huddled, shaking and whimpering out his little mouse of a cry that was muffled by the rumbling cacophony of city night life. He didn't make himself seen, and like the child he was, huddled down and hid his face with his mitten-covered hands.he cried because no one cried for him2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Death made eye contact with me as I watched him from the fire escape. He stared with bright blue eyes perfectly framed with long eye lashes. The chill bit and reddened his nose and cheeks, and his tears left frozen paths of black ice against his face. I didn't mean to, it was an accident, he pleaded with me.
I watched him as he shamefully picked up his victim, a tiny little kitten that was half frozen and curled tightly into itself. He tried to stroke it back to life, begging and pressing the small animal into his plush winter coat.
I'm sorry, he lisped, wiping snot onto his sleeve as he cradled the corpse like a beloved baby doll. I followed his t
Spider (BEN DrownedXReader)BEN was playing Call Of Duty on his X-box when you walked by and ruffled his hair after removing his hat.Spider (BEN DrownedXReader)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey!” BEN whined.
“What?” You shrugged innocently.
“Give me my hat” BEN shot you a playful glare. You rolled your eyes at him and dropped his hat back onto his messy hair. You shook your head when he turned back and resumed his game and walked up to your room that you both shared. Sighing you looked down at your now ripped favourite t-shirt while damning Jeff to hell for ripping it. Just as you were about to change you saw something move out of the corner of your eye. You turned and shrieked at the sight of the spider’s sitting on the floor. You ran downstairs and tackled BEN who yelped and fell over.
“What the hell?!” BEN exclaimed.
“There are spiders in our room! Go kill them!” You replied.
“Oh hell no!” BEN shook his head.
“BEN!” You whined shaking him by the shoulders.
“I hate spide
FrancexReader ~ Butterfly RoomFrancexReader ~ Butterfly Room17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You smiled at your sleeping daughter's beautiful face. She looked just like her father, Francis. She had his skin complexion, his face shape, his adorable nose, and his perfect sapphire blue eye color. And his soft honey blonde hair, well, at least she used to...
You remembered the exact day you found out that you were pregnant with her. You were throwing up like crazy that morning; Francis asked you if you were okay, and you had simply said that you'd be fine. After awhile of sitting against the tub you realized that your period was 3 weeks late.
Fear was the first thing that sank into your mind at the thought. France and you had never tried or anticipated for pregnancy. But, you two had been married for 3 and a half years and it was about time for you to welcome a new member into the family.
But, the first thing that you had to know was that if you were really pregnant or not.
You ran to the drug store immediately and purchased a box of pregnancy test, all of which came out positive.
Beaming Spock (Star TrekXReader)You sat bored in the control room of the Enterprise as everyone left to gather supplies for the next voyage. You smirked when you saw Spock walk by the room and pressed a few buttons aiming to beam him from room to room. Spock walked with his hands behind his back whistling a tune thinking he was alone when suddenly he was beamed to the main room.Beaming Spock (Star TrekXReader)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What the hell?" Spock said to himself before shrugging and walking back out. You smirked again and beamed him to another room leaving him confused.
"Who is beaming me?!" Spock yelled as you beamed him again.
"This is for not killing that spider in my room" You smirked beaming him as far as you could from his destination. Spock let out a shout of anger and stormed into the room you were in.
"(Y/N)! WHO IS ON THIS SHIP?!" Spock demanded.
"Me, you and Scotty" You replied.
"Are you beaming me from room to room?!" Spock growled.
"No sir'" You lied while laughing menacingly on the inside.
"Thank you" Spock nodded before storming off to
Mentor and Student (Malik x reader)Mentor and Student (Malik x reader)2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The heat was sticky and humid, patience had been wearing thin, and yet you poured over another book. Strands of your hair fell onto the pages and you felt fingers pull it back behind your ear. It brushed against your cheek, making you pause and lean ever so slightly in it. You received a flick to the back of your head for that, for stopping writing and reading.
"You must finish this by night."
Malik's voice was strong and lined with pride. And why wouldn't he be? He was the only man capable of being both a scholar and assassin to masterful levels. He was pacing back and forth while reading, sometimes sitting for hour long stretches to write page after page. He already created a new map of Masyaf and were doing various duties befitting a Rafiq.
"I will." You gave a sigh which made him raise his head and stare at you from your seat. "But can we not practice outside? We spent most of the day planning. How will this help somebody on the field?"
Malik's eyes fell slightly in a glare which m
Marry Me Tony x Reader The air was filled with thick black smoke and your lungs burned and heaved as they tried to take in what little oxygen they could. Sweat poured off you as you quickly maneuvered your way to the window furthest from the raging fire behind you. You threw open the window as fast as you could and took a deep breath of the cleaner air. Your eyes scoured the area surrounding your apartment building but the welcomed sight of red engines was nowhere to be seen. You cast a fearful look behind you at the fire rushing towards you.Marry Me Tony x Reader2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
With tears in your eyes you turned back to your only option of escape, the window. After all plummeting six stories unto concrete had to be better than getting burned alive. With tears flowing freely and only one sob you leapt through the window just as the flames began to lick at your feet. Your eyes screwed shut as you free-fell to what would presumably be your death.
It didn’t take long
hives.things i've done since i left you:hives.2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
written a book.stopped self harm.cut my hair off.stopped sleeping.made myself get a B average.started/stopped smoking. we were a mess. you were the one to tell me that i was perfect, and i believed you right up until i didn't. that happened about the same time as me realizing that i did't want to be perfect. i decided that i would rather be like the stars (almost chaotic and always beautiful) and i guess you decided you'd rather be like the Dust Bowl; always moving. Always destroying.
things you've done since i left you:
started drinking again.stopped thinking about college.continued to love me, even though i asked you not to.broke promises.
you told me that i promised to never leave you, but that's not true. see, i swore to always love you, and i'm sure i always will. the ground and the galaxy are just so far away, you see, and our arms aren't long enoug
Virgin Mary's SaintVirgin Mary's Saint12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It'd been quite some time since I last saw my grandmother. Her birthday is tomorrow so my family and I are paying her a visit. There has been conflict between she and my mother over the past few years, truthfully, the reason seems unclear. There have been times when I ask my mother about it, but for some reason she always avoids the subject.
My mother, father and I have been in the car for a couple of hours, and we've nearly arrived at my grandmother's house. I rest my head on the window, staring out of it. Numerous houses pass by, streetlights gradually began to turn on as the day faded into night. Some flicker on and off, and others shine steadily into the dark. The neighborhood looked... abandoned. Most of the bushes and shrubbery were overgrown along side houses that appeared to be broken in appearance. The screech of the break signaled that we had arrived at our destination.
"We're here," my mother spoke up from the front seat. I grabbed ahold of my bags that
Last of the Ice MenLast of the Ice Men2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the crags of the frozen Himalayan mountains live scattered mongol families, their yellow yurts dotting the mountainsides like scoops of vanilla ice cream. Some prefer to live in the valleys, as the terrain makes it easier to raise goats. And some avoid the heights altogether out of fear of the legendary Ice-Man, who is said to terrorize and haunt those who dare to live there.
One of those families who braved the heights was the Li family. Both parents were God-fearing persons who had been touched by the Bible's message of a messiah, who would one day restore planet earth to paradise, and were unafraid of the foolish legends of Ice-men. In addition, they felt that the higher grounds somehow brought them closer to God. The clear, starlit nights with full-moon views were unobstructed by the lights of cities. Many a night they would gaze up at the heavens with their small children, and praise the one who made these things.
Now, one of the Li children
Look UpIn the corner of the living room, half-hidden under a curtain rustling in the light rainy breeze was the emaciated figure of a young girl, no more than sixteen or seventeen. She couldn't have been. Dr. James Noble let the beam of his flashlight hover over her skeletal form for a few seconds before he stepped towards her. The silence in the house was overwhelming. Nothing could be heard but the pattering of the rain on the rooftop, and the quiet, labored breathing of the little girl.Look Up2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
She couldn’t have sat down more than a day or two ago, but she looked as if she hadn’t moved in months. Her eye sockets were like gaping black holes, the eyes themselves like all the others. Every specimen they had seen. Everyone…everyone on Earth had done this…
He could barely look at those eyes; barely hold the gaze of whatever this girl had become. He closed his own eyes, his flashlight beam wavering as his hands shook. He fell to his knees; sweat beading across his body as he r
Yoga Bruce x Reader Classical music poured from your docked IPod as you spread your yoga mat on the floor of the gym. With a small sigh of pleasure you eased your stiff body into the downward dog position. Unknown to you a certain red-faced scientist was trying his hardest to get the perverted thoughts in his head to go away while your tense muscles unwound. But those thoughts only intensified as you swiftly changed into upward dog. A small war waged inside Bruce’s mind as he had to choose between going in there and grabbing Tony’s earpiece or turning around and telling Tony he couldn’t find it.Yoga Bruce x Reader2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first choice won by a landslide after he put some thought into the second one. Tony would probably come to find it himself and he was the type of guy that would give action to the type of thoughts that were currently entertaining Bruce’s mind. The mere thought of Tony trying anything, or worse getting somewhere, made him want to Hu
The Door - A Strider fanfiction.The door was always closed.The Door - A Strider fanfiction.3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was a known rule without needing to be spoken or agreed upon. Bro knew that teenage boys who are going through puberty need their privacy and space because even he was young once and even he wanted to be alone sometimes. The door remained closed from the moment Dave came home from school to right before he got off his lazy ass to make dinner, which afterwords the door would again remain shut until the next morning. Exceptions included anytime he felt like playing video games, drawing, jamming on his turntables, or doing other activities with either himself or with Bro outside of the safe haven of his room. It was as simple as that.
Today was the first time in Strider Family™ history that rule would be broken.
The slow, eerie whine from the rusting door hinges made Dave jump, and he quickly shoved the katana under the bed he was sitting upon. He couldn’t tell if Bro had seen it or not because the darkness of the room engulfed his chiseled face,