Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking AttentionArthur Kirkland stood against the wall, his spine erect and his shoulders back. His chin was lifted, and the strap of his tall hat wrapped uncomfortably around it. Despite the summer heat and humidity, he was clad in a wool guardsman uniform. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and he even felt it soak into his undershirt. He was used it, however; this was what he was required to do every day.Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking Attention11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur was a Queen’s Guard currently stationed on the westward side of Buckingham Palace. He didn't know the fellows that accompanied him on his wall, nor did he care to make their acquaintance. He would much rather let his mind wander to his childlike fantasies than associate with his own kind—or really any kind. He was a loner. He wouldn't deny it. But he didn't really mind. It seemed, to him, much less bothersome with no one around.
Arthur heard a voice that caused him to groan internally. A little girl's voice bounced off the wall behind him and into his eardrums. He hated childr
Knowledge is Power (request)Knowledge is Power (request)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Terrance was your massive, self-secluded bookworm. Every and any book you've heard or read yourself, he's read it twelve times over. His thirst for fantasies, immerse worlds and, more importantly, his will to learn showed no signs of stopping.
He was at the library on a fine Tuesday afternoon, checking out a stack of freshly pressed, and new books that the library had just gotten in. He slowly made his way towards the counter as if he were holding a glassful of water, trying not to spill a drop. At last, he heaved the stack of books onto the counter top with a loud enough thud to create a bit of shock through content readers.
"Welcome back, Terrance." The librarian said with a smile, since he was a well known regular.
"Hiya, Jillian." He replied with a slight sigh.
"I see you caught wind of the new releases we'd just gotten."
"Oh, you know me!"
She chuckled, "Let me go ahead and punch in some cards for these books right quick; they're still fairly new, after a
Prussia X Reader : Romeo and CinderellaPrussia X Reader : Romeo and Cinderella3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
This could possibly, slightly be suggestive. Just a quick warning, my friend.
Please don't let our love turn out into a tragedy like it was for Juliet.
Take me away into your arms. It's all I ask of you.
You sat on your bed in the dark, talking on the phone to your long-time, boyfriend Gilbert. Gilbert Beilschmit. He was one of the few people you could trust in this lonely world of yours. You often felt trapped and confined no matter where you were. Unless it was in his presence; then you felt that you could fly to the moon if you chose.
I say goodnight to both my father and my mother.
I hope they'll be able to dream of one another.
I think its time for all the grown ups to go to bed.
"So, what time is it, exactly?" Gilbert asked. "My phone screen refuses to turn on for whatever reason."
You laughed. "Its midnight. Are you ready?"
You could practically hear him smirking. "Let's do this." And with that, you zipped up the jacket you had been wearing, and snuck downstairs, past your
Death Battle: Jack vs. BookerDeath Battle: Jack vs. Booker2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ray: Alright, the combatants are set. Let’s settle this debate once and for all.
Steel: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
The city in the sky was in ruins. Just a few weeks ago, it had been bright as the sunny sky that was common and regular. Now it was bleak and gray as the storm clouds all around. The town square had been bustling with people, businesses open and booming. Now all had fled, leaving buildings and business stands long abandoned. What had once been a beautiful town that one would deem “painting worthy” was now a ruined, burning, and torn landscape.
And yet two people dared to brave the harsh elements in spite of the environmental hazards and the threat of the people responsible: the Vox Populi.
One was a tall man who had obviously seen better days judging by his untidy hair and beard stubble. He was dressed in a button-up shirt, sleeveless jacket, pinstripe trousers, and a tie that looked very hastily-thrown-on. On his belt
Cookies for a Father North was getting a bit concerned, if not worried. He had not seen Jack for over three hours, not even as much as a tiny snowflake. And he knew that the Winter Spirit hadn’t left the Pole, Jack would always tell him before he left.Cookies for a Father22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had searched high and low, even going to look outside and to look in the stables. But no matter where he looked he wasn’t able to find the immortal teenager. And it worried him. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Jack but the boy had always had a...misfortune of getting into trouble, even when he tried to stay out of it.
North shivered as he remembered the last time he had lost track of Jack. The whole east section of the building had been covered with a five feet deep sheet of snow, including his own bedchamber. It had been an accident and North had never blamed the boy to being with.
But Jack had apologized for hours, thinking that the man was angry with him. It had even gone so far that Jack had le
TG Short - Taking Her PlaceMy Girlfriend's SchoolTG Short - Taking Her Place2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I started dating Gwen just before she moved. She's not too far away, just a nearby village, but she's attending an all girls school now.
Madelyn Street High isn't such a bad place I guess. Gwen's friends are nice, the people I see from there are friendly enough. One thing I can't get over is how they get away with what they wear. I think the teachers tried to introduce a uniform, but all the girls had cut and sewed it in such a way to reveal as much flesh as they could. I try my best to ignore it whenever I meet Gwen after school. If I didn't know better, I'd say it was an all lesbian school.
From what Gwen has told me, the quality of the facilities there are so much better then the ones at my school. They have interactive whiteboards in all classrooms. Their ICT rooms have enough computers for the whole class. Their art equipment was all intact and clean. It's such a shame that it's an all girls school.
Despite seeing less of e
When the Stars are on FireThere is a new Prophecy for Highclan, it will be given to the Medicine Cats in-story very soon, but here is the written down version so that everyone can see it.When the Stars are on Fire2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Remember that while you may know the Prophecy that doesn't mean that your characters necessarily do. The only ones that know about it will be the Medicine Cats and anybody they might tell or mention it to.
"The Diminishing Stars will be left to burn
as the cold winters lay waste
and the rivers rage and burst their banks,
fire will lick at the heels of the moutains"
Dilemmas of Summer - Batch 1Sky’s The LimitDilemmas of Summer - Batch 11 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Calvin! Need a hand over here”
Calvin sighed as he stood up from the soggy campfire he had spent the past hour vainly trying to light, looking in the direction of the trees from which the voice of his fellow bank robber had echoed. “What is it now Dean?” he yelled in exasperation. “Did chipmunks steal your cut of the loot?”
“No. I just caught us a little snooping mouse!” Dean then came crashing through the undergrowth, dragging with him a young woman with long blonde hair whose hands were bound behind her back and who had a white cloth pulled over her mouth. “Where did she come from?” Calvin spluttered in shock.
“Dunno, but I caught her spying on me when I stashed our loot in that old maple tree.”
Calvin frowned at Dean and his captive, not liking this turn of events one bit. “You know who she is? Is she a cop or something?
THE BET - Part 2Sam's CostumeTHE BET - Part 23 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam laughed again. 'You nearly are! You forgot your hat.' He threw me the hat and I thanked him.
'Best put the wig on first though!' I picked up the long brown locks. I layer it neatly over my blond hair, tucked it under and brushed it all into a long fringe with a side parting. It flowed down past my waist! It was beautiful. I turned my back to the mirror. I noticed how the dress and netting was short at the front and long at the back. It was stunning, but only had a couple of inches from my cock. I jammed the pointed hat on my head and I was finally complete.
'Sexy...' Sam was looking at me again. I think I was going to be playing a girl anyone would want to date. 'I'm never gonna stop saying how pissed James'll be!'
'Yeah...' I laughed at the thought of James' wide mouth when he sees Sam and I enter the room. 'Wait a minute, what are you gonna wear then?'
'I don't have much, but with torn jeans, vest and jacket I'm gonna try an
Haunted Hope and Broken DaysHaunted Hope and Broken Days3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Slypaw had died, it was indeed a tragedy, and very unexpected, he'd seemed so strong one minuet, and then gone the next. It was sad, but Hemlockstar didn't let it linger, after all he had three Warrior Ceremonies still to deliver.
Jumping onto the ledge where he could organize the Ceremony.
"Ceremony! Ceremony!" Yewkit cheered happily, almost as soon as Hemlockstar had settled himself. Hemlockstar smiled, knowing that it would be time for his kits' Apprentice Ceremonies soon, but they still had a little more growing up to do first.
The twelve moon old Apprentices began to appear, Hauntpaw the most eager of all, pushing his way past Brokenpaw to stand at the front. He and his sister must still be suffering from the loss of their brother, but they were holding brave faces, something Hemlockstar could admire.
"I, Hemlockstar, leader of Nightclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. They have trained hard to under
Creeking Branch CeremoniesCreeking Branch Ceremonies3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Talonstar had kept her eye on Creekpaw during the battle, and while she had shown exceptional skill, her injuries had held her back from becoming a Warrior straight after the fighting was finished, however Hollowgaze assured her that she was all patched up now and ready. As well as Creekpaw, Branchkit in the Nursery had reached six moons, this meant he was ready to join the ranks of the Apprentices.
"Cats of Highclan, gather around The Flatrock for a Clan Meeting" she called, giving the injured time to make their way out with the more healthy ones.
All the kits tumbled out of the Nursery, some nudging Branchkit, obviously aware of what was happening. For Roekit and Bridgekit this was the first Ceremony they'd seen, and Talonstar was hoping that the excitement and momentum of the event might help them settle into Clan life.
"We have had a hard moon I grant you, and lost several lives, Heatherlight, Flickershell and Peakpaw amongst them, b
The Story of Cubone II - Cries in the Night, Ch. 9Cubone looked around. He was on the sideline cot, but his friends weren't in sight. Trevor offered a hand to help him up. "Wait, where are my friends?"The Story of Cubone II - Cries in the Night, Ch. 91 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I sent them home, Cubone," Trevor answered as they began to walk together. "They can't be around for your visit. Only you can see him right now."
"But... why?" Cubone found himself jogging a little to keep up with the massive rhydon. "They know about him, and I trust them! Don't they have a right to see him too?"
"You'll see," he said. And that was that. Trevor lead him past the restricted doorway and into the intensive recovery wards. Busy Pokeuman medical personnel were moving about, conversing, reading clipboards, and tending to the needs of the new arrivals. A couple would occasionally glance at Cubone as they walked down the sterile hallways, but for the most part they were too busy to bother.
Trevor placed his massive forepaw on a security pad near a heavy door. It was obviously some kind of palm scanner. He gestured for Cubone t
A Magical Halloween - Part 3A Magical Halloween - Part 313 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Two hooded figures walked through the graveyard, one a bit taller than the other. “Well, that was a total disaster”, said the smaller one. “What exactly were you thinking, turning someone into a magical girl in a confined space like that?”
The taller one sighed. “I’m sorry, all right! Next one I’ll at least lure outside.”
The smaller one stopped walking. “Why don’t you just accept your fate and move on?”
The taller one laughed. “Why accept it when I can avoid it? Come, we have our next target.”
I sat in silence in the car. This was just too much at once. I lost my friends, I lost my parents, had hope of regaining them, only to find out that no matter who my parents are, they were now dead.
Homura sat next to me quietly. What could she say to me to make me feel better, after all? I had lost everything, and was stuck in a life that could be eternal in a body that wasn’t mine. She at least had remained
Babies and Bells Afterstory: Olivia's BirthOlivia’s BirthBabies and Bells Afterstory: Olivia's Birth19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Forcing himself to breathe, Zoe wondered how much time he had left. The contractions started harsh and fast and his water broke not too long afterwards. This was the complete opposite of last time when he gave birth to Nathaniel- a baby boy that was adopted by his now brother in laws. Either way, last time it was a slow and somewhat torturous build up, this time it was quick and intense.
Honestly it made him nervous. Would Deandre make it back? What about Andrea? What if Andrea didn’t get there in time? Zoe could deal without his husband but he felt he really needed Andrea, his brother-in-law and midwife.
When the door opened, Zoe called out to Deandre and soon the older man was rushing into the bathroom where Zoe was leaning against the wall, letting hot water soothe his aching back. “Are you okay?” Deandre gasped softly, “You sounded really urgent on the phone…” he muttered as he walked in.
“It’s going really
Hey, StrangerI stood on my tiptoes as I peered down at the rushing rapids. The black water splashed upward while its bubbling currents roared over the distant honks and shouts of traffic. Great gray walls entombed the raging river, keeping it on a steady, never changing path. The river looked lonely to me- so very lonely... and controlled.Hey, Stranger14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I leaned over the railing, my diaphragm tight as the metal bar pressed against my stomach. My hair whipped across my face as I stared down at the raging water. The wind stirred and carried the river's spray, freezing my cheeks as it hit my face. It was a cold night, so hardly anyone was out.
I watched the water, wondering if it could take me away from where I was. It traveled out of the city... perhaps even out of the county. It could take me away from this life... This disgusting, lonely, trivial life.
I leaned farther over the railing, entertaining the thought of falling into the river. Would it b