Reader x Karkat: WhateverThe date is December 3rd, 2013.Reader x Karkat: Whatever2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The time: 5:45 a.m.
Everyone is sleeping, save a human named ___ ___ and a troll named Karkat Vantas.
You happened to be the human mentioned.
And, in fact, Karkat is your best friend!
He's also your crush, not that'd you tell him.
At least, that's what it USED to be. You think you've finally gathered the courage to admit it.
Emphasis on think.
You see, Karkat's been acting odd lately.
His usual 'fuck you' attitude was replaced more with a 'go the fuck away; I don't want to talk to anyone' attitude instead.
And, quite literally, it seemed the only word in his vocabulary lately was 'whatever'.
In all seriousness, no matter what you told him, he either did nothing, let out an artificial grunt, or responded with 'whatever'.
You were beginning to question what that word even meant.
"Karkat?" you poked the sleepy troll's shoulder, and he grunted. "I love you..." you said uncertainly.
He grunted again.
"You know I'm serious, right?"
"Karkat. I lov
Air Vents Clint x ReaderAKA Five times you met Clint in the air vents and one time you didn’tAir Vents Clint x Reader3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
1 When you first moved into the tower
It was hard to believe it had been almost a week since your cousin Tony called to invite you to stay at his tower. It was even harder to believe that it also housed the Avengers for the time being. Of course you had only met Bruce and Steve, seeing as Thor was back in Asgard and everyone’s favorite assassins were on a mission.
“I wonder why Tony made this air vents so large.” You mused aloud as you easily crawled through them. It was like he was asking for you to sneak into his lab and re-paint his Iron Man glittery pink and glittery purple. You were so deep in thought that you never even noticed that somebody was in front of you until they cleared your throat.
“You must be (y/n).”
“That’s me and I’m guessing that you’re Clint.” You replied smiling at him after blowing a stray
Japan x Fem Reader So Long Part 2“I’m so late,” you yelled as you sprinted across the street, “Mr. Kiku, please still be there!” you bumped into a countless number of people and was almost hit by 3 cars before finally reaching the sakura forest, “Hello, is anyone here?!” you called, “Mr. Kiku please, if you’re there answer me! Kiku, no. This is all my fault.” You fell to your knees and started to cry. You cried for a long time before a hand gently lay on your shoulder.Japan x Fem Reader So Long Part 23 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“_____-san?” you opened your eyes, looked up and there he was, at least you thought it was, it was hard to see through your tears.
“K-Kiku?” he gave a small smile and nodded. You were so overjoyed to see him that you that you hugged him and cried tears of joy “Oh Kiku, I was so scared I’d never see you again. I missed you.” Kiku blushed.
You’re in my personar space again.” You laughed as you slowly
Japan X Fem Reader So Long Part 1You woke up in the middle of a sakura tree forest. ‘Where am I,’ you thought. Apart from the teddy bear you had, you were all alone. “Hello,” you asked with your little voice, “is anyone here?” You suddenly heard a rustle in the bush and out popped a little Japanese boy with raven black hair and chocolate brown hair. He looked at you as if he’s never seen a girl before. “Kon’nichiwa,” the boy said “my name is Honda Kiku. What is yours?”Japan X Fem Reader So Long Part 13 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Oh hello,” you squeaked, “my name is ________.”
“Hajimemshite (nice to meet you) _______-san.” He came out of the bush and bowed away, “My aporogies but I must be going.”
“Wait Mr. Kiku” you came to him and gave him your toy, “I want you to have this.”
“You do? But we just met.”
“Can we meet again here in a few centuries, I really want to be your friend.”
Sugar-Induced Coma (New Zealand x Serious!Reader)“HellotheredoyoulikecookiesIsuredo! DoyoulikedogsIlikecatsbutwhatever! Lookarock! It’sahamsterwalkingatree! Hi.”Sugar-Induced Coma (New Zealand x Serious!Reader)2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“...Hello…” you said finally after a long pause to take in everything that the hyper New Zealander said.
You just noticed how much sugar he ingested yesterday at America’s party, but you couldn’t imagine somebody still being hyped up after 24 hours.
“You know my name, New Zealand,” you said, taking his hand and bringing him into your car, which you are going to drive over to America’s house for an explanation of what was in those sugar cakes and cookies and lots of other sugary stuff.
His loud outburst made you stop in your tracks.
“It’s a bird. I’m going to pass out now.”
He did exactly what he said. He fell onto the hard cement of the parking lot, right next to your car.
All I wanted was toast Thor x Reader It was an early windy Monday morning and you were standing in your kitchen with a large grin plastered on your face. You cradled the reason for your happiness in your hands before placing it on the counter. It was Asgardian toast spread and it was awesome. Thor had gotten you hooked to the stuff about a month ago and ever since then you had to have it every morning. With your smile still present on your face as you placed some bread into the toaster and pushed the handle down. Your smile dimmed though when the bread popped back up.All I wanted was toast Thor x Reader21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You pushed down once again but the result was the same. Your lips formed into a mini pout while you grabbed the handle for the third time. You slammed it down with as much force as you could muster and smiled in triumph when the bread stayed down, but that quickly turned into a full pout when you heard the dreaded ‘boing’ only a few seconds later.
“Aw, my toaster
TWG Assignment 17 - There's a Storm ComingTWG Assignment 17 - There's a Storm Coming1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Birds' calls echoed throughout the forest as they prepared to fly Southward. The trees had been blanketed in snow overnight, and the forest glistened with the new frost. Luckily for MoonClan, the majority of the snow had been caught in the abundance of trees, so not much of it touched the ground just yet. A lone figure stalked through the forest, ears perked for any signs of life on the chilly forest floor.
Patchstar opened her mouth again to scent for prey, but once again she was disappointed. Most of the animals must be preparing for Leaf-Bare, as were the Clan cats. The tortoiseshell made a mental note to get some hunting patrols out before the snow set in permanently.
"How does SnowClan enjoy this...?" she fluffed out her fur, her breath catching on the air. Looking up towards StarClan, all she saw was tree limbs that had caught the snow. The stars wouldn't be out at this time of day anyway.
The wind picked up, just a little more than the gentle breeze before. The trees sway
Always (Jatt) ~ 1 of 1Always (Jatt) ~ 1 of 12 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Always ( Jatt) ~ 1 of 1:
Always ~ (adverb) 1: every time; on every occasion; without exception
2: all the time; continuously; uninterruptedly
4: in any event
The arguments, the screaming and cursing, always started out the same way. Not realizing, or not caring, what their actions and/or words would do to the other person. The other person that they loved so deeply and completely. The other person that loved them so deeply and completely.
"What the fuckin' hell is he doing?" Matt Sanders growled out, narrowing his hazel eyes as they locked onto his boyfriend dancing with one of their bandmates.
"I may be totally awesome, but even I'm not a mind reader," Jimmy Sullivan sighed, rubbing a hand over his forehead.
"I can't believe he's acting
Brutal Crime Russia X ReaderBrutal Crime Russia X ReaderBrutal Crime Russia X Reader2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The flashing red and blue as well as the blaring sirens is enough to draw in anyone. A group of police cars and an ambulance are gathered around an alley.
“It’s the same M.O. as all the others” says a man with short black hair and olive green eyes
“But there is something different isn’t there” asks a n older man with greying short black hair and brown eyes
“The victim was brutally murdered, the heart removed post modem, it smells of vodka even though there isn’t any in the victim’s stomach the only difference is the sunflower” says the first man named Aaron Hotchner
“Sunflower?” the other named David Rossi asks
“Yes the killer usually leave a sunflower lying on the body but the last few victim didn’t have the sunflower”
“Do you think he is trying to throw us off?”
“Possibly, we will have to examine the other body’s foe evidence of tampering
Japan x Fem Reader So Long Part 3“The world conference meeting,” you asked “you want me to come with you tomorrow?”Japan x Fem Reader So Long Part 31 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hai,” he made 2 cups of tea and placed them on the table, “it’s from morning to afternoon.” You thought about it. ‘I could meet new countries, maybe I should go.’ You looked back at him and gave him an agreeable smile. “Sure,” you said. “I’d love to go with you.” Kiku’s cheeks turned a pale shade of red. “That’s good to hear.”
The Next Day
“____-san,” Kiku said, “wake up.” The first thing you saw when you woke up was Kiku’s chocolate brown eyes. You moaned as you slowly sat up. “What time is it?” you asked.
“It’s 5 o’crock.”
“Why so early? The morning is evil.”
“Werr…. It takes some time for me to get to the buirding so I have to wake up earry.” Kiku looked so cute in his army uniform you c
WhispersThe child is walking in the woods. The shadows of the canopy cover his way with cold darkness. The ancient trees seem to follow him with invisible eyes. But when he looks back, there's nothing to be seen. Only the sound of the wind through the leaves, bringing the whispers of the forest.Whispers2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The child keeps walking. His determined pace brings him further in the heart of the forest. He walks past twisted trees, downed woodland giants, unimaginable living monuments. He heard legends about these woods. He tries not to think about them.
The woods are cursed... Those who venture there end up never coming back. Beware!
The child reaches a clearing. In its center stands a small hut. The surrounding giant trees engulf it with their height. Their foliage drive it into eternal darkness.
The child steps forward and opens the door. The interior is tidy, the fireplace prepared for a fire. As if its occupant was gone for a walk, and never returned. Only the thick layer of dust betrays the passage
Hope in a Hopeless WorldMarguerite was sitting in the kitchen of her tiny apartment, watching the blooming flower in her glass teapot when the demon destroyed the world. It was a new blend she was trying, jasmine mixed with thyme. It had smelled heavenly and Mags (only her grandmother called her Marguerite) was looking forward to a day off from work to spend with her boyfriend. A sound had caught her attention, caused her to look out her window, over the golden brown sand dotted with scrubby trees. When she thought over those frantic few seconds later on, Mags would realize the sound she heard was the screams of the dying.Hope in a Hopeless World2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her tea forgotten, the pink jasmine petals just starting to show, Mags hurried to her window. What met her eyes was fire. Great golden orange pillars rising from the earth, swallowing the people who tried to run. And in the middle of the whirling firewinds was what looked like a woman. She had her back to Mags and all she could see was pale skin, dark hair piled on the woman’s head, a
Fear of Sight“Help, I’m having cenosillicaphobia!”Fear of Sight2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Just refill my glass, dumb ass.”
All these voices echo in my head. They never leave me alone. They’re always there.
Is it a memory? Is it reality? Is it my imagination?
Filled with questions of the unknown, I bring my knees to my chest and bury my face. I continue to hug them tightly to my chest even when I hear the footsteps of someone approaching. The anonymous figure tugs at my hood, and I shrink away. Just leave me alone, I whisper to the figure in my head, repeating and repeating into the darkness.
Cass, a voice replies. I open my eyes, and I see a mirror before me. I am covered head to toe in scarlet, a large knife in my hand. The lights flicker and my reflection reveals a sneer as the mirror begins to crack of its own accord. More of the liquid seeps through the cracks in the mirror, distorting the reflection of the brunette. I cover my mouth and bite my tongue as a let out a shrill
Black Gold - Chapter 2.1It started with screaming.Black Gold - Chapter 2.13 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was being called across the deck of my ship. Sword in hand, I ran as fast as my boots would carry me. Half a dozen men – men who should have joined the fighting by now – were gathered and calling for me. There was screaming. A moaning. But everything died down the moment I arrived.
In the center of this cluster of men, one of my shipmates lie dead. A crossbow
bolt was lodged firmly, securely, in his chest right where his heart had been beating only minutes ago. I whipped around – my long, black hair flying – to face The Blue Mother. My cry must have made it across the water despite the distance because my men moved faster to get aboard – and more joined them.
I quickly grabbed a crossbow from a passing member of my crew. Plans be damned, I needed to be on that ship. Standing against the railing of The Siren Queen, I aimed the crossbow and caught sight of my target.
It was almost as if he was
A Brothers Sacrifice, Glaceon TFIt was Christmas time in the World of Pokemon,and everyone was busy. People were buying gifts and decoration, the little kids were paying with their Pokemon friends, and everyone was so happy.A Brothers Sacrifice, Glaceon TF2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
John and Mike were getting ready for the holidays. “Okay, mom said to set of the lights on the tree, ready with the glaceon blue lights?” The older brother, John asked.
“Ready.” Mike, the littlun said.He carried the christmas lights over john, and they began setting up the tree lights.
“So, Mike, is there anything special you’d like Santa’s Delibird to bring you this year. You deserved it after being such a good kid all year long.”
“Well, there is one thing.” Mike said. “However, it would be very hard to find one at this rate. All I want is another Pokémon.”
“Oh? To go with Snorunt, Sneasel, and Meowth? they are getting a little lonely, what would you like to add to your collection?” John asked, putting a G
The War is Done - CeremoniesTalonstar stepped out onto The Flatrock, sitting upright and tall as she waited for her Clan to notice and gather around. It had taken her a while to figure out exactly what she was going to say and do at the meeting, but she had to deliver one.The War is Done - Ceremonies14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Highclan fought hard an honorably in the war with Nightclan" she told her clan, her voice carrying across the heads of the Warriors and Apprentices that were standing around her, even the kits by the Nursery were listening adamantly beside their mothers.
The Seaclan cats also hovered curiously, watching the Clan Meeting with interest.
Talonstar continued, "We set out what we intended to do and..."
She was interrupted by a few disbelieving sounds from the crowd, although she couldn't pinpoint who exactly was responsible. She narrowed her eyes into the crowd, just daring someone to do that again, "and I am proud of all of you" she continued, "even those who stayed back at camp to help care for our Seaclan allies..."
A few more irritated sounds f