Show Me. [[Levi x Reader]]Show Me. [[Levi x Reader]]3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You tilted your head in confusion as the man unexpectedly spoke his native language to you. His tone was softer, less flat. The words rolled off his tongue so smoothly that it calmed you, yet it sent visible goosebumps to your skin.
"The time?" You asked, perplexed.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, the Corporal let out a gruff sigh and leaned against the wall as he crossed his arms. The man knew you weren't going to understand the words he effortlessly spoke, but had expected a less naive reaction.
You frowned. "Come on! What does it mean?"
"Doesn't matter." He brushed his jet black hair out of his eyes.
"Say it again." You cupped your cheeks and closed your eyes, waiting for Levi to repeat the foreign words to you.
He replied with a grimace and scrunched his brows in irritation.
You were the only person he let himself love. It was wrong, he knew. Falling in love, knowing he'll lose you; just like he lost everything. But he promised himself to protect you, to not let
I Don't Hate You Karkat x ReaderYour red for that troll.I Don't Hate You Karkat x Reader2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were flushed the brightest of red for him, Nepeta would say.
You were definitely flushed for that crabby troll by the name of Karkat Vantas.
But he didn't feel the same. Not at all.
He would always yell at you, he always would, for ... everything. Even when you tried to please him, you always tried doing something nice for him, from giving him pretty Alternia flowers, to sharing your lunch with him when he didn't have any.
It never pleased him. He'd simply tell you to fuck off or insult your existence. It didn't used to be like this, just over a year ago you were sorta-friends. He wasn't so rude before and didn't yell at you as ... much. But you could almost say he was nice to you! For gods sake he even invited you to hang out with him at his hive and watch romcoms!
What changed over the past few months?
"He's Karkitty," Nepeta told you when you confided in your 'predicament' She laughed a bit and gave you a smile, "He's always grumpy, he yells and swe
Pour Toujours- France x ReaderPour Toujours- France x Reader2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You had lost count of the times your friends warned you.
Be careful. He is not to be trusted; ____, are you sure he's not cheating on you?; Are you sure he is not playing with you? And every time you would respond the same. And every time they would answer back.
I'm just worried about you. You know he isn't trustworthy.
You love him with all your strengh. You were sure about that, as you were sure that pigs couldn't fly. And he loved you too. The glint on his eyes every time he saw you, that idiotic but lovable smile that grew when you entered the room. He was a special man. He flirted, you knew that. But you also knew that his smile, his touch and his love was just for you.
He only loved you.
You had known how he was in the past- you were his classmate through junior high until college. You were close friends that shared one best friend: Antonio Carriedo. Actually, it was him that introduced the two of you.
You turned your head to see your childhood
Nerd!LithuaniaxPopular!Reader You stared at the test in front of you, frowning at the grade you’d gotten. You failed, miserably, and now you had a failing grade. You looked over at your friend Alfred, who sat next to you, and noticed he had a worse grade than you. He looked over at you and smiled, not really caring about his grade. You frowned, you knew most of your friends didn't care about their grades, but you did. You looked up, knowing you would have to talk to the teacher after class.Nerd!LithuaniaxPopular!Reader2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Soon enough the bell rang and you stood up to talk to your teacher, but Alfred stopped you saying,” Hey dude, that was a stupid test anyway right?” He laughed and you frowned, shaking your head slightly as you told him to wait for you outside. He laughed again and agreed to wait outside, and then he quickly hurried out the door. You walked up to your teacher’s desk, wringing your hands together nervously.
They looked up at you and ask
(Modern!AU) Just Move - Levi x Reader: Chapter 1The rain patted down against the roof over your head. You heard the familiar crack of thunder roll across the sky closely followed by the dark room suddenly illuminated by a flash of lightning, the natural light source lighting up your eyes. You permitted yourself a smirk as you pulled the hood of your jacket over your head. Turning around, you quickly snatched up your wallet and phone. Looking over at the wooden frame of the door to your room, you watched the light in the next room be snuffed out rendering the entire house in darkness. You wandered over to the window and gently slid it open, avoiding making any noises.(Modern!AU) Just Move - Levi x Reader: Chapter 13 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Another crack of thunder filled your ears as you took hold of the tree that grew outside your room. Keeping a tight grip on the slippery bark and gently shutting your window behind you, you slowly descended into the cold, dark night. Tonight was especially cold but that only made you grin even further. Where you were going, it wasn't cold. Once your feet mad
(Modern!AU) Just Move - Levi x Reader: Chapter 2The way the raven hair framed his forehead.(Modern!AU) Just Move - Levi x Reader: Chapter 23 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
The way his mouth never gravitated to a genuine smile; nothing more than an irritable twist of the lips.
The way his voice would send chills down your spine; so much so that you would feel as if there were electric currents surging through your spinal cord.
And the way he walked. His stride never faltered from his usual cynical and stoic position. Always acting as if he were the better one.
You locked eyes with the man who was short but very temperamental for his age. His jacket wasn't zipped all the way up, allowing you to catch a glimpse of his v-neck shirt showing off his muscular collarbone. You suppressed a fierce blush and regained control of your breath.
"Oi," you asked, irritation swarming in your voice, "I asked you a question. What are you doing here?"
"Do I bother gracing that question with an answer or are you really that thick-headed?" He spat back at you, with slight humour ringing through his voice.
"Say that again," you
Finland X Reader ~ MestaripiirrosFinland X Reader ~ Mestaripiirros3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Am I the only one who thinks that Tino has been acting in a pretty weird way lately?" Mathias wondered aloud. Emil rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and finally agreed:
"You're right. He hasn't even answered the phone, nor visited anyone’s place," the young but clinical Icelander pondered.
Lukas didn't bother repeating the same as his little brother, so he looked at the Swede sitting next to him. Berwald knew about Tino and his things, maybe better than the man himself would have expected.
Berwald gazed back to the trio like asking how he should know the answer. Finally he fixed the position of his glasses a bit before he said with his calm tone of voice:
"That's a good question... However, Tino hasn't said anything to me, either."
Mathias scratched his wildly growing hair while he pondered the mystery.
"On the other hand, his birthday is coming soon... Maybe the old scars are too painful for celebrating, and he backed up into his armor? His history is far from calm and boring..."
Hating the Winter (Jean X Reader AU)“Oh come on Jean,” you said. “Lighten up.” Jean grumbled under his breath. “(F/N), it’s cold as fuck out here and I hate winter. Can we please go back inside?” You shook her head, and then grinned up at him, (E/C) eyes bright and (H/C) blowing around you, due to the wind. “Oh, come on Jean! Can we stay out here a little longer?” He sighed. He knew not to argue with you. Besides, you were being incredibly . . . cute, even though he would not admit it.Hating the Winter (Jean X Reader AU)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
You ran ahead, looking around outside. The night before, it had snowed and now the trees, ground, and everything else was covered in snow. As the both of you walked, it was snowing as well. You stopped in tracks, turned around, and then puffed your cheeks out. “Come on Jean! You’re being a slow ass!” He trudged even faster. “I’m going, I’m going. Geez, damn woman.”
Suddenly, a snowball was thrown at him. He glared at the assailant . . . wh
GermanyxReaderGermanyxReaderGermanyxReader2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You washed your hands after you'd set the batter-filled mole into the oven.
'Now I just have to wait for an hour and I finally can finish this!' You thought as you cleaned the sink, table and tools you had been using.
After you were sure to clean everything spotless, you made your way to the couch and sat down.
"Come here boy"
You called to one of the dogs that made his way towards you, laid his head on your lap and looked up at you, wagging his tail as well.
You smiled and scratched him behind his ears. Not long after that, the other two came in as well.
It was still a mystery why Germany's dogs were so nice to you.
Yes, you read that right. You lived with Germany.
The main reason for that was that you two were 'childhood' friends, (ex-)neighbours to be precise.
Your mom and his brother, 'zhe awesome Gilbert', introduced you two to each other.
And now, more than 10 years later you were still best buds
Texts and Notes [Prussia X Reader]Texts and Notes [Prussia X Reader]1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes, texting with Prussia can be a hassle. He would get braggy, and sometimes being bossy to you. You didn't mind, well maybe a bit, but nonetheless, not that much. You scrolled along, reading the old text messages, smiling at some of the conversations. Here and then, a smiley war appeared, and sometimes threats would follow. You sighed, closing the cellphone, and rolling on your bed.
You heard the silence, before you jumped in our bed, when your phone rang. You gasped, but then opened it, again. Seeing it was a message from 'The King Of Awesome', you read what he sent.
You smiled, and laughed.
West is being a clean freak again!
And that's a problem because?
He entered my room, and he's cleaning et!
You mean 'it', right?
-.- I can txt however I want, wman!
You sighed, rolling your eyes in the process.
So you texted because. . .
Oh yeah! Hm, I'm standing outside your hse.
You raised an eye
The Best Part of Winter (Marco X Reader AU)You shivered under your blankets, clearly not warm enough. You cuddled further into your blankets, at least attempting to get warm. That’s why you hated winter. It was way too cold outside and somehow the cold managed to slip into your house, trying to freeze you to death. Somehow, Marco—your boyfriend—managed to sleep through the night, not feeling the cold seep into his bones. Most of the time, you would be fine with the cold, but tonight was especially cold and it went through the blankets.The Best Part of Winter (Marco X Reader AU)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suddenly you felt Marco’s hand on your arm. “(F/N), are you okay? You’re shivering.” Your teeth chattered loudly. “I-I-I’m fine!” “Are you sure, (F/N)?” He sounded genuinely concerned, but you wanted him to go back to sleep, so he wouldn’t be tired in the morning. You nodded. “Y-yeah! Peachy!”
Suddenly, he brought you into his arms, wrapping them tight around you. “Is this better?” The moonlight
Hate to See Your Heart Break: Natasha x ReaderYou were now sitting at the couch in your living room bundled up with blankets, and tub of your (f/v) ice cream. As the TV played Peter Pan (2003), you watched Captain Hook tell Peter that Wendy was leaving him. That's where everything went downhill and your started full blown crying again.Hate to See Your Heart Break: Natasha x Reader2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why do you have to leave him Wendy?!" You exclaimed at the TV, now sobbing.
The reason that you were a complete mess to day was because your girlfriend of 2 years has been lying two you for all these years. She's been seeing this other girl secretly, trying things out with her too see if they would work out. Apparently you were the rebound girl, every time those two got into a argument she would come back to you. So here you were crying your eyes out and eating your ice cream. You were so lost in thought that you didn't hear the door unlock and Natasha walk into the apartment. You had given her a spear key since she would come over your apartment all the time to sleep over or get her mind cle
LudwigxDaughter!ReaderLudwigxDaughter!Reader3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
SWEARING AHEAD! BEWARE!
“Dad!” You half moaned, half yelled from your bed. Opening your door, your dad, Ludwig Beilschmidt, or Germany (yes you knew that your dad was a country, you represent Berlin)asked, “Vhat’s up bud?” (you’re kind of a tomboy).
“(Name)? Vhat’s up? Vhat’s vrong?”
“(Name), seriously. Zhis isn’t funny! Are you sick or somezhing?” He said feeling your forehead.
“No, im not sick. But I feel like shit.”
“*gasp* Young lady! Do not speak with zhat kind of language!”
“But it’s how I really feel!” You yelled, starting to cry.
“Voah, okay. Vhy are you crying liebling?”
“Daddy, it hurts.” (figured out whats wrong yet?)
“Vhat hurts libeling?”
“Vhat’s vrong vith your uterus bud?”
Trick and Treat (2p!England x Reader) “(Name), it’s getting late. Everyone’s lights are off. Let’s just call it, okay?”Trick and Treat (2p!England x Reader)3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
I couldn’t help but pout, trying my best to give my friend the saddest look I could muster up. I widened my eyes and let my jaw tremble ever so slightly. I didn’t want to go home yet. It was Halloween. I loved Halloween, and every year it seemed like the holiday spirit was dwindling. Few people bothered leaving their house and even fewer gave out candy. The houses seemed to pale in comparison to the previous years.
(Friend) met my look with an even gaze, no longer in the mood for my holiday antics. Her makeup had smudged since she had last fixed it and she had been limping down the last two streets. There weren’t any children running about and even the teenagers had started to make their way back to their homes.
I bit my lip, careful not to mess up my own makeup even more than I already had throughout the night. I didn’t want Halloween to
One More Sleep ~ SonAmy Christmas SpecialWithin a matter of nanoseconds someone streaked down the stairs as speedily as a greyhound sprinting around a race track, yanking their arms through the gaps in their coat and jiggling around two pairs of socks onto their feet in the process. Unfortunately though just as they made their journey to the last two steps, one foot suddenly got caught with a loop of tinsel that was spiraled around the bars of the staircase. Amy Rose went on a crash landing road like a rocket ship down the last two steps, tumbling like a drunk completely flat on her face. Thankfully, she didn’t hurt herself badly thanks to her soft yellow carpet that was as cosy as a fluffy cloud.One More Sleep ~ SonAmy Christmas Special3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Peeling her face off the floor like peeling off a sticker on a purchased item, she turned her head over her right shoulder to glare evilly back up the stairs, she noticed that bit of tinsel that stuck out of place like a bump on a perfectly smooth road, if Cream’s mother was here and she saw that tinsel out of place, she
For Kuja's LoversFor Kuja's Lovers3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
For Kuja’s Lovers
Kuja x Reader
You walked with quick steps from the kitchen, passing through the humongous and long hallways, until reaching the ebony door of your master’s office chamber. You tap your knuckles against the wooden surface of the door, knocking it quietly. “Sir? You asked for my presence, sir?”
“You may come in.” It has been quite a while since you began working for your master Kuja, but his voice never ceased setting the chill down your spine. You never knew why, but he always succeeded in getting you to obey his orders, no matter how crazy and unreasonable they were. However, you didn’t really care, for he was too good to be disobeyed: any woman would be struck dead by the distinctive features of this man; he is remarkably handsome, no – too handsome, to the point of making you believe that it’s sinful to even glimpse his forbidden charm. Everything about him is just too fantas
Story Of My Life ( Thor X Reader )Story Of My Life ( Thor X Reader )3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You stood up straight after setting the baking sheet in the oven and setting the timer, your furrowed your eyebrows. What was that noise? Was that guitar music?
It got louder and louder the more you listened.
"JARVIS, what's that noise?" You ask, looking around the kitchen in Stark Tower for any of your team members playing guitar or any sign of music.
"It appears to be music, Miss (L/N)." JARVIS responds, the british voice coming from all around you. You rolled your eyes and sighed, setting your hands on your hips, "Thanks, JARVIS, that's very helpful." You say sarcastically.
He doesn't respond and you begin walking toward the living room, the music got louder and louder, and you could hear someone singing. A male voice, singing a soft tune.
You raised your eyebrows and looked around the living room, surprised to see Thor, a member of the team The Avengers, standing in the middle of the room. All the furniture had been pushed away, except for a radio, which you now recognized to be pl
Even A Cagna Has Feelings [Nyo!RomanoXMale!Reader]Even A Cagna Has Feelings [Nyo!RomanoXMale!Reader]3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I Thought I Could Trust You...I Guess I was Wrong
“I can’t-a believe you, _____!” Roma shrieked at you angrily. “I trusted you-a! I told you everything and you went off and told Antonio!” She punched the wall as hard as she could, while refraining from taking her gun out of the holster and aiming it at you. “Damn you! My life may as-a well be ruined! My sorella (Sister) hasn’t even looked at-a me in a week and now I know-a why.” A tear traced her cheek as she punched the wall again and the red liquid began to drip from her knuckles.
“Roma, I-” You tried but she cut you off with a murderous glare.
Her voice broke, “I trusted you…” she punched the wall yet again despite how painful it must have been, “I should have-a known better than to trust a bastardo like you!”
“Roma, listen! I am s
Pirate England X Pirate Reader - Shipwrecked pt. 1Pirate England X Pirate Reader - Shipwrecked pt. 15 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I woke up on a beach. My first thought was why a beach and how did I get here. I started to look around and I saw footprints that went to where I was to the woods behind it. Someone else was here with me. Who? Did I know them? Maybe they knew how I . . . or rather we got here.
I saw in the cove there was a ship that crashed and bodies floating in the water. I was mortified to see that. Guess the other person and I were lucky to be alive. I made a prayer and then went to find this mysterious person.
The woods were dense and amazing the way the sunlight came in. There was wildlife everywhere. Exotic animals, plants, and trees. It was so colorful and beautiful unlike anything I’ve ever seen. With the scenery I had no idea where I was either. All I knew right now would be a deserted island. It would be good to get away from the city life for once. So instead of being depressing and scared I should treat this like a vacation.
My stomach growled and I stopped. I didn’t notice how
Prussiaxcountry!reader my prince“mama please tell me a bedtime story?” a little girl with flowing (h/c) and cherry red eyes says sweetly as you took her in. “of course sweetie.” She brightened up. “Yay awesome!” you giggle at the resemblance between her and her crazy loveable father. “Okay Julchen once up a time their was a young princess in a small country of Vatican City who lived with her older brothers Roma and Feli. they were very sweet and caring to the young princess but were very over protective and hid her away from the world until she was old enough to handle the responsibilities of her job.”Prussiaxcountry!reader my prince2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Feli why do i have to stay inside i want to play with the other countries!” Feli looked down at (Y/N) and smiled “Vatican you can meet them when your older me and Roma can’t risk you getting attacked or invaded.” you pouted and said “Okay fratello you know what’s best.” he smiles and watches you waddle off on your toddler l
Animal Secrets: Tony x Reader EpilogueTony’s P.O.VAnimal Secrets: Tony x Reader Epilogue2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
It’s been days since I last saw (Name). Those feelings for her just won’t leave no matter what I do, and Pepper isn’t helping. Every day I dislike her more just for pushing her away. We could of had a future together. Who knows where we would be now?
I’m not even sure why Pepper still sticks around. She says it’s because of the job but we both know that she hopes things could get better between the two of us. But they won’t. It was never working out between us. Things were bound to break from the start.
I am in love,
With what we are,
Not what we should be.
And I am,
I am starstruck.
With every part,
Of this whole story.
Now every time I see (Name) at the S.H.I.E.L.D Headquarters I constantly regret leaving her to talk things out with Pepper. I should've just gone after her, forget about talking things out, I should have just talked things out with that beautiful (h/c) head
FranceXReader Passion Of The Night Part 1FranceXReaderFranceXReader Passion Of The Night Part 11 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Passion of the Night
You gripped the corner of the vanity tightly enough that your knuckles turned white. You stifled sobs and let warm salty tears run down your cheeks. You decided to let out all of you emotions before you put on your show make up. You look up at the broken mirror in front of you; the shards making you look like Picasso piece. You were hiding out in one of the unused dressing rooms of the Maison de la Nuit. You had been working there for 2 years almost, living in Paris with your Architect brother, Arthur, and young son, Matthew. Maison de la Nuit or “House of the Night” in French, had offered you a job as one of their dancers, in fact, the owner of the theater asked for you personally.
The very mention of the owner of the theater sent chills up and down your spine. Rumors wafted throughout the airs of the theater just as much as the smells of the gourmet cooking m