FrancexReader ~ Butterfly RoomFrancexReader ~ Butterfly Room4 days 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.
Let It Snow [Vocaloid Fanfic]He hadn’t ever been fond of Winter, really. Sure, Len had been deemed fit for sale in the depths of Winter, along with his sister, but the season itself wasn’t much for him to get excited for. What was there TO be excited for? With no true heating system and his metal frame chilled to the touch even on the warmest of days, he and every other Vocaloid spent the majority of the season huddled in record booths, bundled in layers of clothing until the most any of them could do was reach out and shake the hands of a passing producer. Not to mention the fact that by the time his own “birthday” came around, most of the employees were gone for the holidays, leaving the entire building too quiet for his liking. Len had grown used to whirs and clicks that made up Crypton’s headquarters and without them, his home seemed absent of life.Let It Snow [Vocaloid Fanfic]4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yet here the Vocaloid was, curled up on the top of the building, nursing a hot cocoa that wouldn’t do much good for someone of
Turtle PoxSophie - 7 years oldTurtle Pox5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sophie, don't scratch!" Mike said as he saw his daughter trying to itch her inflamed spots. Sophie looked up and instantly looked remorseful. But Mikey could also see the pain and discomfort in her eyes.
"Daddy..." Sophie blubbered as she started to cry. Any anger left in Mikey dissipated as he saw his little girl cry. Mikey was instantly by her side. Picking her up, he went into the living room where two of his brothers were lounging.
"How's the patient doing?" Donnie asked in a concerned voice. Mikey handed the young turtle to his purple clad brother as he went to the kitchen to get her some more apple juice.
"She's just tired of feeling sick." Mikey replied as he handed the young turtle another juice box. Sophie put it beside her, she wasn't thirsty. "No. Come on Sophie, you need a drink. Do it for daddy?"
"I'm not thirsty." Sophie said in a whining voice.
"Come on sweetie, you need to flush all those bad germs out." Donnie said, know
Top Ace- Go to SleepTop Hat and Ace awoke in the middle of the night, again. The baby monitor was filled with crying and squeals. Top Hat looked at him. “YOU got us into this mess… YOU can go check what is wrong while I sleep” she said. She turned around and went back to sleep in the comfy bed. Ace sighed and got out. He was only in his boxers and he put his tie on. He trudged into the triplet’s nursery and sighed. They were ALL crying. He sighed. He grabbed three binkies and put them in their mouths. Queen looked at him like he was crazy. She spit it out and glared at him as to say ‘I don’t like that color, it doesn’t match my onesie!’ then her eyes began to water. “No! No! No! Please don’t cry, Queen! Look Daddy has your princess outfit!” Ace said as he showed her the pink baby dress. She giggled. King stared at her. Queen didn’t like that and pulled his hair through the baby railing. He cried. That set Joker off crying. Queen feltTop Ace- Go to Sleep6 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Just a little story...She woke up. The room was dark and cool. She wiggled in the blankets and smiled. "Reese," she said, reaching over to the other side of the bed. All she felt were cold blankets. Then she remembered.Just a little story...1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
She curled up, a sob escaping her. He was gone. Gone. Never to return. Never to come back. She would never hear his laugh, see his smile, look into his crinkling eyes as he teased her.
Tears streamed down her face. She guessed hadn't loved him enough to keep him around. Where had she gone wrong? What did she do that had made him decide that she wasn't enough?
There was a pain in her chest... A numbness where her heart used to be. It had been torn out, ripped apart. It would never be the same. She would never be the same.
"Why Reese?" she asked. "Why!?" She screamed. She sobbed, grabbing his pillow and holding it.
It smelled like him.
Just like on their wedding day.
Her mother had told her it would never work, but she had faith in him. He had a bad past, but she was helping him through it. Sh
The Davidson's previewThe DavidsonsThe Davidson's preview7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Jake Raines
In a nice suburb house outside of town there once was a family called the Davidsons and would you believe that they had one of the best jokes ever and always made and finds a way to make people laugh. The family was very pleasant and kind to the other neighbors even the ones that didn’t like them they live in a beautiful 4 bedroom 2 bathroom house and have an adorable cat name Mr. Jenkins who is a tuxedo cat
So here’s what their names and occupations are the man of the household Jerome Davidson the father of his three children and married to his beautiful wife he works as construction worker and works from anytime and on giving any day of the week to begin with and gets paid very handsomely. Dara Wendy Davidson is the mother of her three children and is married to her husband Jerome she works as a substitute teacher in one of her children’s school where she teaches mostly ever class as possible.
They both have three children of their own a
Christmas Story~Christmas Story~Christmas Story~1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a snowy evening in Amestrias as Trinity stood outside a road downtown, waiting for someone. Who was she waiting for? A lover? A family member?? Nope. She was waiting for her friend ^^ After what seemed like an hour & a half the young lady walks down the road, disappointed that her friend didn't show up.
Trinity: I can't believe Lori didn't come... She promised we'd meet up here to go do some last minute Christmas shopping!! *she angrily stomps a booted foot* Just when the lass was about to head home a sound of soft footsteps crunching in the snow assault her ear drums.
Curious, she turns around seeing someone with an armful of cinnamon rolls. Who was this person? It was none other than me, Lorena (aka Lori) http://hikawaii2plz.deviantart.com/http://hikawaii2plz.deviantart.com/A gasp of astonishment escapes warm lips as Trinity walks over to me. She pokes my coated sleeve.
Trinity: Lori? Is that you? I put the box of sweets down to reveal my sweet face, which was
'Christmas Magic''Christmas Magic'2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Kelly Seale
Driving the sixteen or so miles to town on Christmas Eve was a trip I hadn't planned on, for I was content drinking a glass of wine and watching the marathon of Hallmark Christmas movies and staying out of my wife's way, as she made the final preparations for Christmas dinner. She was knee-deep in Christmas cookie dough, batch after batch in and out of the oven.
As I finished my glass of Blue Teal White Zinfandel, which coincidentally timed just right at the ending of 'November Christmas, ' one of my favorite Christmas movies about the spirit of giving, my wife Victoria, called to me.
“Hey babe! Would you mind running into town to pick me up a few things?” She just hates shopping!
I picked up my empty glass, turned the TV off and padded into the kitchen. “I guess I could do that for you,” I said to her as I kissed her neck and stole a fresh, soft, hot cookie from the pile she was forming.
“You better make me a list if it's
Untitledi sit in church, still numb with pain, my group around me. I'm 12, shy, and not very well known, but the group leaders try to tie me in.Untitled2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Okay, now we are going to go around in a circle saying what you got for Christmas, start with kelcy," says our group leader Jessica.
"I got a pony," she says proudly. She looks at my friend grace.
"I got shoes and clothes," says grace cheerfully, grace looks to a girl named Shelly.
"I got make up and jewelry," she boasts, she looks to me, I sit there staring at the ground.
"Hannah, what did you get for Christmas?" Urges Jessica.
"I got a surprise, an invitation," I say under my breath.
"An invitation to what?" Asks Jessica cheerfully.
"My parents' funeral." I say looking up at her. Everybodies faces are shocked, including Jessica's. I go on.
"During Christmas eve diner me and my family were seated around the table, happy as ever, then as my mom took a bite of her mashed potatoes she threw up. It wasn't vomit though, nor bile, my mother threw up blood
TMNT: Bad Dream"Thoughts. Think happy thoughts... come on mikey," Mikey sobbedTMNT: Bad Dream5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mikey? Are you ok? I heard you whining and...." Raph was in shock to see his little brother on the floor crying.
"Whats wrong?" He asked curiously
"I-I'm Sc-scared," Mikey admitted.
"Why are you scared, Mikey?" The red masked turtle asked.
The turtle didn't answer
"Come on Mikey, you can tell me. I just....want to help."
"I......I have fear. I fear one day, I am going to lose everything I had ever dreamed of. L-Like h-h-having you guys in m-my life forever."
"Oh Mikey, it was just a terrible bad dream. You will never lose us. EVER. We might fight each other, and even bad guys, but what we fight most about, is with us sticking together. That is a challenge I am going to carry out. And no one. I MEAN NO ONE! will ruin it.. understand?
The orange masked turtle then looked up at his older brother with them pretty gorgeous baby blue eyes, and smiled.
Raph then hugged him and held
GriefA/N: Sent about four years after the previous chapter, Needing You.Grief5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun was just beginning to rise to start the day but the sky was still shrouded in the darkness of the night. The two siblings returning to the Metro Tower were silent. Neither uttered a word as they trudged into the building they called home.
Inside the headquarters an eerie silence had settled throughout the building; usually at this time the hustle and bustle of Leaguers would be heard as they rose and got ready for the day. Today, however, not a soul could be seen. Everyone seemed to be tucked quietly away in their respective rooms.
"Look, I know this isn't what you wanted to hear when you just got back," Rex said gruffly. He had been trying to keep up a brave front, as long as he was still with Emma. However his dreary face showed he was failing miserably. Emma's head remained down, as she stared intently at the floor.
At this point, Mareena walked into the room. "Hey Rex, why don't yo
07.12.2013 - Dem Plaetzchendieb auf der SpurWir saßen zu viert beim Abendessen. Draußen rieselten lautlos die Schneeflocken am Fenster vorbei und Furio verspeiste bereits sein drittes belegtes Brot. Die Kinder hingegen nagten noch immer an ihrem ersten herum. Warum, war mir schon klar. Erstens wollten sie nicht ins Bett gehen und zweitens war da diese Sache, die mich leicht ärgerlich stimmte, sobald ich auch nur daran dachte. Hatte ich nämlich alle Spuren richtig gelesen und die Anzeichen richtig gedeutet, ließen die beiden extra Platz in ihren Bäuchen, damit nachher auf einem nächtlichen Streifzug noch Weihnachtsplätzchen hineinpassten. Sie glaubten wohl, dass ich ihre Diebereien nicht bemerken würde, wenn sie sie in aller Heimlichkeit und zu nachtschlafener Zeit ausführten. Keksdosen, die sich scheinbar wie von selbst leerten, waren allerdings äußerst verdächtige Indizien und allmählich war ich dem Plätzchenklau dann doch auf die Schliche geko07.12.2013 - Dem Plaetzchendieb auf der Spur6 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Musings of a Mother “Mom, I need to tell you something”The Musings of a Mother1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Marian McCormick already knew what her son wanted to talk about. Marian had been anticipating and dreading the inevitability of the conversation ever since she realized what had been bothering him so much. Jordan was an energetic child with a cheery disposition. He was adventurous and would try many things other kids would not. The relationship between him and Marian was unbreakable. With his mother also being his best friend, it was no surprise when she noticed her son’s subtle changes.
Jordan had always been a bit different than other boys. While they played with their action figures and race cars, Jordan preferred his collection of stuffed animals and tea set. He had always had an overactive imagination, but when hosting his ‘tea parties’ he would sit and converse with his stuffies like a lady. Sometimes he would sneak into his mother’
drila hasta el dia de su muertedrila hasta el dia de su muertedrila hasta el dia de su muerte4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
una joven religiosa con culto a la congrecion descubre una verdad de su vida ella es una hereje una bruja en su familia
al saberlo se aterra pero no debe decontrolarse
por que seria el futuro de su familia
pero unos desdichados quieren su poder para el mal y al ser obligada
ella se convierte en una bruja letal
y solo se pone mal al hacer
por eso nunca usa su poder para el mal o terminaria como su tatarabuela maria
tras su muerte solo la hace responsable de ella y de su poder y luego conoce su amor verdadero pero solo le traera problemas con el
y su mal la hace la mismisima maldad pura y hizo un juramento con su madre hace años
y le guaradara esa promesa hasta su tumba
Moments with Little Gray: Chapter 11Moments with Little GrayMoments with Little Gray: Chapter 111 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
A week passed by like a breeze. But still, only Lucy and Mira were the only ones that the raven-haired boy trusts. Sure, he never hides his face on Lucy’s neck anymore and sure, he never insisted on being carried anymore but those are the only things that changed.
He never played with anyone except for Lucy, Plue and Mira.
But he does ‘fight’ a lot with Natsu and Erza. Glaring at them until they get annoyed, calling them names like ‘Pinky-nii’ and ‘Kowaii-nee’, and showing them his tongue were three of the many others. Those kinds of ‘fights’. Of course Lucy would be there to smack Natsu on the head whenever he’s about to tackle the boy or saying things like ‘asshole’, ‘bastard’
I guess all I can do is dream I saw lips move. I saw the blissful or pained or mad or just any emotion on people's faces but it just didn't seem quite the same. "NoName?" I signed, tapping my sister's shoulder. NoName turned. She had a grin on her face from ear to ear and her bright pomegranate red eyes flashed before me. "What is it?" she asked.I guess all I can do is dream1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
No. I've told her many times. I cannot read lips. "Stop," I pleaded. She gave me a confused look. "Stop talking. Sign. I am deaf, NoName, I cannot read lips," I signed angrily, and if I could hear myself talk, I'd sound like I'm getting louder. NoName still didn't understand. I felt angered.
"STOP! I CAN NOT READ LIPS!" I shouted. I don't know if it came out how I wanted it to. I couldn't hear myself say it. Everyone in the room stopped and looked at me. I've been told many times before that my voice sounds like a cow trying to learn English. Others just say it's muffled but it still hurts my feelings. NoName gave a confused, saddened expression. She t
FamilyFamily2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
He paced back and forth,looking at the door once and a while.Aislin was in there.Today was the day that would change both their lives.The day that their son or daughter would be born.He finally sat down and tried to recall all the events that led to this day.
The morning was cold.Nearly two months had passed since Aislin had moved into his apartment.He woke up early and left her in the bedroom to sleep.Walking out into the living area he opened the window blinds.It seemed like forever since sunlight filled his home.He made some tea for the both of them and drank a cup while gazing outside.The concrete was becoming frozen and the sky was a calming grayish blue.He sighed and closed his eyes feeling utterly content.With Aislin here he had truly let go.
TMNT: First SnowLeo muttered as he tried to reverse the car. The car seemed to beTMNT: First Snow2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
stuck on some object. Leo pressed on the gas pedal as the motor
purred but the car hadn't budge..... not an inch.
Leo tried persuasive times but the car never budge! Leo keep his
temper low and calmed down as he tried again. Raph however wasn't
able to keep his temper down.
"Oh god! Let me try!"
Raph violently pushed Leo out of the chair as Raph sat down. Raph
prepared to press the gas pedal, knowing how hard he would push
Leo yelled "RAPH! Don't-"
Raph's feet connected with the pedal. Raph pressed firmly on the
gas pedal....... a little to hard. The shell raiser responded to Raphs try
and reversed. But, the car went out of controlled and crashed to a tree.
"Woah!" Foxy exclaimed as the crash affected her to fall. Luckily Carlos
catched her. Carlos placed his hands on Foxy's hips as she blushed. Carlos
did the same. "Thanks" Foxy said. "De nada " Carlos replied as the blush
crept along his cheeks. (Translation of Carlos:
The Christmas Celebration (Part 4)It was after a cememony in which Anna and Elsa were had been accepted into Rapunzel's Ohana. Elthibar seemed excited but a little worried since Queen Elsa and Anna had not shown up early which is what they usually do. In the mean time, Merida was nursing little Maria and doing what she could to keep her warm, since Arendelle was slightly colder than Dunbroch. Rapunzel and Eugene were also there at the banquet along with Elthibar, Kristoff, and Anna.The Christmas Celebration (Part 4)4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm glad that you two had shown up for your entrance coronation," Elthibar declared. "I was beginning to think that you would not show. But you showed up and now we are back again here enjoying your fine Arendellian food."
"You never fail to leave the food without compliment," Anna replied.
"At least one foreigner appreciates our food," Elsa declared.
"We all appreciate it," Elthibar replied.
"Well many of the Russians and Finish don't appreciate it," Elsa declared. "On top of that, we had a stressful time getting here since we were both c
exposed to what you hide"Cas, would you hate me if I did something very bad?"exposed to what you hide4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The question was quiet, slightly muffled by Cas's pajamas and the blanket.
"No. I wouldn't ever hate you."
Shadow pressed his head further into the pile.
His new roommate was odd, but the coydog didn't seem like a bad person. And if he did do something bad, Shadow would have justification.
Cas eased himself up, careful not to wake the sleeping canine. Let sleeping dogs lie. That was Shakespeare, right? God, Shakespeare was a great guy. Liked imagery poetry a lot though. And damn, he was morbid.
Carefully, the idea's nails gently pressed against the glowing green numbers on the phone. Plus the long distance extension.
"Hey, Merchie!" Cas struggled to keep his voice cheerful, while keeping quiet enough to not wake Shadow.
"'Ey, Cas!" How come the British were allergic to the 'h' sound? "What'cha callin' about?" Could he get a GPS with Merch's voice? Damn, what a nice voice.
"I'm calling about Shadow."
"Hello? Still t
It's not hate,It's still loveThe prussian man sits quietly on the edge of his bed.It was mother's day.Like every mother's day,gilbert would just stay in his room,thinking about his own mother.His mother's name was Dianna.She was an American DJ in Greece.She was born in Greece but,was raised in America.Everything about her made prussia very much special to her.He maybe the pain in the ass to her but,he was the most hyperactive albino that she could ever love.He really loved his mother.But,the problem was she wasn't around him or his brothers to spend time with.That's what upsets him.But,this was the real reason why he was locked up in his room.Once he flashes back the memories of his mother,there could be reason for him to forgive her.He starts by closing to his eyes.It's not hate,It's still love4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"If only......I could of said my last words to you....Mutti."
"GILBERT!!" Dianna shouted out while watching her albino son climbing up the tree.She was looking for him for hours and finally found him.But now,he was going to get