LevixReader - AlrightLevixReader - Alright2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Another wave of nausea washed over _____, and she loomed over the toilet as she purged her stomach once again. She gagged quietly, careful not to wake the man in the adjacent room. One hand clenched against the clean bathroom floor while the other held her stomach, as if her torso was going to burst. Beads of sweat rolled down her face by the time she was finished. She sighed heavily. This was the sixth—or was it seventh?—day in a row she had thrown up.
_____’s stomach knotted up again, threatening to jettison what little contents remained in it. Every time she had felt nauseated and vomited, it was early in the morning, before the sun had even risen. She cursed her luck. There was no way. She was a high-ranking member of the Survey Corps. She couldn’t afford it.
Her thoughts abruptly halted when she heard someone stirring in the other room. In a rush of panic, she flushed her vomit down the toilet and shakily got to her feet. Muffled footsteps made their way to
HetaliaxReader - Capture the FlagHetaliaxReader - Capture the Flag1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun was starting to set by the time I pulled into the old park near my house. I found a decent parking spot that just so happened to be right next to my friend Alfred, and then hopped out of the car. I was clad in black, knee-long cargo shorts and a long-sleeved camo shirt. Black Converse tennis shoes covered my feet, which now took me down a sidewalk to a recreational building. I opened the door to see several of my friends in similar attire.
I smirked. “Am I the last one here?”
“You’re late,” Ludwig chided.
“Fashionably late, mein Freund,” I remarked. I scanned the people in the room and said, “Looks like everybody’s here. Why don’t we get started?”
All twelve of us all filed down to the three square miles of forest near the recreational building. My team––Ludwig, Kiku, Gilbert, Feliciano, Lovino, and myself––stood behind a white line spray-painted onto the ground, facing the o
Facebook Chronicles of a Party Girl's FatteningMegan Welcher was so jealous of the girl in the picture.Facebook Chronicles of a Party Girl's Fattening1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was a pretty, young thing, a bit chubby to be sure, particularly about the middle, but a far cry from being 'big.' Her smile was framed by her smooth, golden-brown cheeks, and the slightest hint of a double chin. Around this undeniably pretty face, her shining blonde hair flowed down, waving and curling around her face. Slight tummy pudge aside, this girl was a teenager's ideal woman, a beautiful face attached to a round, firm C-cup chest, featuring wide, fertile hips, and full, pink lips. She wasn't a tall girl, but her Daisy Dukes left the entirety of her smooth, golden legs visible, even as they were tested by a thin layer of chub at the tops of them.
Then, Megan read the caption, “I almost didn't post this, since I'm such a fatty here, but whatever!”
Her jealousy turned to irritation as she looked at the girl in the photo, in her shorts and black top. She scowled at the barely-chubby beauty who dared to
GermanyxInsomniac!Reader - RespiteGermanyxInsomniac!Reader - Respite1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
A muffled clatter woke Ludwig from his sleep. He furrowed his brows and wrinkled his nose in an attempt to make himself more alert. Bare feet slapped against the floors of the house, and there was a light Tmp! from what sounded like the kitchen. Ludwig let out a soft groan and pushed himself up to a sitting position, immediately noticing that the other half of the bed was empty. He sighed and got to his feet.
When he opened the door to the bedroom, which had been cracked open, he saw that almost all the lights leading to the kitchen had been turned on. He frowned but followed the illuminated path.
Ludwig stepped silently into the doorway of the kitchen, catching sight of his wife seated at the dining table with her back to him. She was slumped over the table, her hands clutching fistfuls of her disheveled hair. Beside her on the tabletop were a bottle of water and a paperback copy of The Kite Runner, which was bookmarked near the end. She remained motionless until Ludwig
Have You Seen This Girl? PrussiaxReaderHave You Seen This Girl? PrussiaxReader1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Prussia x Reader
Have you seen this girl?
After Gilbert adopted the girl at the orphanage he felt whole once more. Nothing made him feel more complete than she. But alas she was mortal and he was not, and all the warning he was given by his friends came back to haunt him. She passed away and he was back to being an empty shell once again.
More time began to pass and he went back to his habits he had before his little girl came into his life, which of course was drinking and spending his money on careless sex with prostitutes. Although his friends were a little put off they decided he was going back to his old self that sat in his brother’s basement and used a laptop all day.
Around the same time a young lady just ran away from her home for more of a freedom from the life she didn’t want. She no longer wished to be treated harshly like she was back in the place she once called home. She didn’t know however the streets weren’t that great of an
Deaf! Reader X Romano- Instagram Selfies Wow, that’s a weird selfie. You scroll through your news feed on Instagram, smiling at all of Al’s selfies.Deaf! Reader X Romano- Instagram Selfies2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Even though you couldn’t hear all your friends, or the world around you, you could tell their personalities by their pictures on Instagram. Francis was full of himself, taking gorgeous pictures of himself and photo shopping them so he could look even more beautiful. Arthur liked to take picture of himself watching Doctor Who and Sherlock, and of his awful cooking. Alfred loved taking pictures of himself eating hamburgers and drinking his beloved milkshakes from McDonald’s. He also posted pictures of his awesome parties you sometimes went to.
Ludwig didn’t take selfies. No, he took pictures of his garden. Although it was nice, it kind of made you think he was hiding his inner g
ControlControl2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
"And don't you ever rat me out again!"
A long sigh could be heard from inside the dumpster. As pitiful as it sounded, Mark was just about used to the smell by now. Aw, who was he kidding; it was pathetic. He had been thrown into this particular dumpster so many times, it was probably his most visited locale in town. For once, he actually wished that the bullies would choose a different dumpster, just so he would at least know what they were like and compare the various experiences. Heh, Mark actually got a small chuckle from himself from that thought. After all, there wasn't anything new about the situation. It was just another Saturday afternoon.
To explain: Mark was a freshman in high school, meaning he was fresh with enthusiasm. Really, you could hardly find such an idealistic fellow anywhere else, much less at a high school. As you saw, he could get used to the constant abuse brought to him by others, mainly because he wa
JeanxReader - Sunburn [AU]JeanxReader - Sunburn [AU]1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Entering my room, I quickly changed out of my swimwear and into regular clothes while Jean changed in my bathroom. He and I had gone to Marco’s house for a pool party to spend a hot summer day together with all of our friends. Although I was happy I could be with them, the prolonged swimming and exposure to social activity had left me both physically and mentally exhausted. After four hours at Marco’s, I had decided to leave, and since I was Jean’s ride, he had no choice but to come with me.
I glanced at my face in the mirror hanging on my wall and frowned at the pink coloring my cheeks and shoulders. It looked a lot worse than it felt, though; it only stung when I applied pressure.
“Holy hell!” Jean shouted from the bathroom, causing me to jump as I slipped on a pair of denim shorts. Curious, I headed out of my room toward the closed bathroom door.
“Jean?” I said, leaning closer to the door. “You okay in there, buddy?”
I heard him
Meeting UpYou: so...Meeting Up1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
You: I was thinking
You: maybe we could y'know
You: meet up in person, soon
Your heart pounds as the 'Sean is typing...' message in the chat box appears and lingered for what felt like an eternity.
Sean: I'd thought you'd never ask. How about we get some dinner tomorrow?
Tomorrow! Such short notice, but you've been chatting with this guy for months now. Things have been going so well, you'd do anything to see him.
You: sure! I'd really love to
You: just name the time and place and I'll be there
Your words project confidence, but behind the keyboard your fingers tremble. It's been a long time since you've felt a connection this strong with someone. So many nights chatting into the wee hours of the morning, so many discovered common interests. He could really be the one, as cheesy as that sounds.
Sean: Alright, I know a great steakhouse down on State. Meet me there at like 6?
You: sounds per
Human!Big Macintosh x Male!Reader [Part 1/2]Human!Big Macintosh x Male!Reader [Part 1/2]3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Anime/Fandom: My Little Pony: Equestria Girls
Big Macintosh x Male!Reader
MLP and its characters © Hasbro and the fabulous Lauren Faust
This story © RecklessAlbinoChibi
The Ever-So-Sexy Reader © Yourself, or whoever you want
The blonde farm girl found a large shadow hovering over her form as she struggled to carry an amp that was almost half her size. Looking up [and having to tilt her head further than most because of her hat], she found herself staring into the emerald eyes of her older brother. Applejack attempted to place the amp down with maximum care, before turning fully to face the older male, whom seemed to be giving her a curious look.
"What's with the amp?" He said quietly as he pointed to the object, after all, Big Mac wasn't really known for being much of a talker. With a grin, Applejack let her arms twist i
Germany x readerGermany x readerGermany x reader1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I can't believe you... You're my boyfriend and you have the nerve to go and do this" you say as you turn your back to Ludwig.
"I didn't do anything (name)" he says with a sigh. "It just happened"
"Yeah sure that's what they all say" you cross your arms over your chest and pout.
"I don't see why you're getting so upset, you should be happy for me" You just shake your head. He moves closer to and wraps his arms around you.
"Don't even try it, I'm still angry at you" you say even though you begin to blush lightly. He smiles small as he turns you toward him and kisses you gently. You can't help but blush and smile as well.
"Fine I guess I forgiv-"
Gilbert burst through the front door.
"HELL YEAH WE WON THE WORLD CUP!! WE KICKED ARGENTINA'S ASS!! LETS GO AND CELEBRATE!!" You turn away from Ludwig again.
"I will never forgive you for what you've done"
Masky x Reader - Return of the Beast Pt 5Masky x Reader - Return of the Beast Pt 51 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
When you had awoken you slowly blinked so you could take in the area around you. Your vision steadying, and settling on the gray rocky roof of what you assumed was the drain you had passed out in. You could easily tell it was night now. The sound of crickets, and the chill of night giving it away easily in the surprisingly lit tunnel. Though the light was clearly unnatural. The strong yellow light bluntly hitting the walls around you, and dragging the shadows causing them to run far down the wall and floors of the man made tunnel.
The sound of both flipping, and tearing paper quickly started to fill the air now that you had time to take in everything else around you other then just where you were. It had been a while since you had last heart the sound of ripping paper, but it wasn't a
Masky x Reader - Return of the Beast Pt2Masky x Reader - Return of the Beast Pt21 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been a few days since your run in with the odd man with the mask. Having better thing to do then let your mind wonder over a guy you didn't even know. You didn't even have a face to go with him. Maybe if you knew what he had looked like, and he had been hot the. You would have, but since you didn't it was back to normal _________ activity.
Running the broom along the surface of your sidewalk you jumped out of your concentration when a loud crash sounded from inside your house.
"Mom, what are you doing?" You shouted, guessing that's who it was since you lived with no one else.
"Cooking~" She replied, causing a sigh to leave you knowing exactly what was going to happen. You were going to be stuck cleaning up, and having to force down the burnt food she made. She wasn't the best cook, but she was a good mother.
Turning back to what you were doing you continued t
Queen of the CookoutsAs she walked out into the back yard, Haley drew the attention of everyone in attendance. She tried to ignore them staring, as she marched sharply off the sidewalk, past the poolside, towards the refreshments area, well-stocked with authentic American delicacies, as the town's fourth of July cookout always was. She pretended she didn't notice the men of the town following her every move with their mouths wide open, or the women with judgmental glares, but her apparent ignorance was all an act, she knew why they were staring.Queen of the Cookouts2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was her bikini. No, it wasn't, she corrected herself, the bikini wasn't the problem, it was fine, a bit skimpy, but nothing too outrageous. The stares were because of how it fit her, which is to say, poorly.
She knew how she looked in it, but what could she do? It was the fourth of July, and this outfit was designed for just such a holiday. Red, white, and blue, stripes and stars completely covered all her naughty bits, or, she reckoned, they would have, except
Masky x Reader - Return of the Beast Pt4Masky x Reader - Return of the Beast Pt4 1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Humming as you casually walked along you purposely kept your guard down. Doing your best to be discreet as you tried to find your new masked friend again. As the days past your want to see the boy again just grew, and grew to the point where your curiosity was becoming to much to bare. The more you researched the more you wanted to see him. To try and learn the whys behind his actions.
Even though some claimed he was a killer you could say you thought he was very interesting if it wasn't obvious enough already. Then again that could be because you knew more about him thanks to the internet then you assumed most people knew about him in the entire world. You knew all the hows. Now you just wanted to know the whys. Why he did the things he did, and most of all why he was choosing to steal medicine from your small town instead of a drug store or something. It was alway
Masky x Reader - The Return of the Beast Pt 6Masky x Reader - The Return of the Beast Pt 62 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You let out a small hum as you watched the forest go by you. Happy that you didn't have to walk back to your house alone, and even more so that you were being carried. The masked boy under you pausing every few moments to bounce you further up his back so you didn't slip out of his grip which was firm yet surprisingly gentle on your upper legs.
“Are we almost there? I'm tired of walking. Especially to a place where a pathetic loser like this lives. I bet twenty bucks it's made out of, like, cardboard or something.” Hoodie muttered, having decided to tag along so he wasn't left alone in the sewer drain due to whatever they feared. Though now you were just thinking he had just come along to bother you. Every word he said just upsetting you even if it had no reason to. Usually you didn't give any fucks about what people thought about you, but for some reason when ever this boy opened his mouth you just wanted to choke him.
Digital Love - Sollux x Virus!AI!Reader (TW: #PossibleStrongLanguage #idk #i cant #kageroproreferencepls)Digital Love - Sollux x Virus!AI!Reader1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Digital Love (Sollux x Virus!AI!Reader)
Reader ==> Be an AI
You are now an AI (Artificial Intelligence), Hooray. . . Okay, not Hooray. It’s actually boring as heck. The only pros things about it, is being able to hack to whatever unit, device, system, gadget or whatever gizmo possible. At least, that entertains you.
Though, you’d kill to go to the physical world out there. You always did wonder what it felt like to feel three-dimensional objects. Even feel that wondrous thing called “texture”. Oh, if only that’s downloadable.
Let’s get back to the present.
Currently, you are on the Internet and you were sent by your creator to some guy with twinArmageddons@gmail.com as an email. What kind of email is that? Gee, what a loser.
Unfortunately, you’re concealed within an email and unable to be moving about freely. Unless if the receiver opens it. You wish he does
Florence ReflectsThe morning after her 29th birthday, Florence took a long, hard look at herself.Florence Reflects3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stripped down to her underwear, her reflection showed that the past year had been very unkind on her trim, feminine body, she thought, her fingers digging into the softness of her stomach. No, she thought, it wasn't all from the past year. It was the past five, ever since college graduation.
Those were the days, when her stomach was flat and firm, not fat and flabby. A time when her butt was well-rounded, shaped like an apple, soft to the touch, but firm. She turned where she stood, craning her neck to see the fat, blubbery buns that she'd made for herself, and her thick, meaty thighs supporting the rest of her heavy, over-fed body.
God, what did she do to herself? Her hand went to her face, rounded out now, but no less beautiful for it. Two chins, she mused, once upon a time, her angular chin was a point of pride to her, her trademark look, you might say.
Softened, that was the trend she saw, if you could
It will Rain Romano x ReaderIt will Rain Romano x Reader1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
It Will Rain
Romano x Reader
The Italian never did have much going for him, always sulking and cursing. But he did have the love his life and that was just fine for him. He couldn’t picture life without her. If she was gone, the world’s supply of pain killer wouldn’t do anything to numb what he would feel. It would take so much just to make him realize that she had left. He gave her everything that he possibly could so she wouldn’t leave, and if she ever did he would crash.
Her parents didn’t like her, he knew they didn’t. Her mother liked other guys she’d brought home to meet them, and her father didn’t ever look in his direction. He would do the same if he was them, sighing as he would watch his daughter fall in love with a undesirable. But he was willing to do whatever it took to call her his, even if he had to pick up every broken piece of glass in the world to prove it.
He never wants her to go, for as long
.: Reader x Sober!Gamzee: Moirailigence Fluff :."Gaaaaaaaamgaaaaaaaaaaaam-".: Reader x Sober!Gamzee: Moirailigence Fluff :.2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your name is ___ ___, and you have a tendency to call your moirail, Gamzee Makara, Gamgam.
Well, or Gamgam with various amounts of stretched vowels.
You and he were at the park, and, as far as you were concerned (what, being on a swing and all), he was nowhere to be found.
"Yeah bro?" Gamzee's call answered you.
You looked around your environment:
Trees, bushes, grass for miles, a sidewalk, children playing on slides n shit...
"...ARE WE DOING HIDE AND SEEK AGAIN?!"
"Goddamnit-" you muttered, hopping off the swing you were on to look for your clown-of-a-moirail.
You, right away, searched through some bushes nearby in hopes he was obvious before realizing his horns would have made him stick out like a sore thumb.
And then you remembered something else.
You were chatting through wireless headsets.
You heard Gamzee chuckling.
"What?" you asked as you walked a trail.
"Nothin bro, you're just lookin through the wrong things."