LudwigXReader Training-Call me General Part 8LudwigXReader Training-Call me General Part 82 years ago in Romance More Like This
"LUDWI-" Two more men jumped on her, stopping her scream. They pushed her down to the floor, wrenching her arm on her back. Making sure she couldn't scream.
"(Name)?" A muffled voice came from the phone. Ludwig was freaking out. He did not like what he heard. (Name) had a cloth forced on her mouth, before she finally blacked out. The men stared at the phone and dragged her up. One of them flung her over their shoulders and into the back of the car.
Ludwig screeched to a halt. He jumped out along with the allies and the axis. For a second he stared at the scene in front of him. It was obvious what had happened. Ludwig's face darkened, (Name)'s yell still echoing in his head. Those people were dead.
Ludwig knew the people couldn't have gone too far, he had arrived just a minute late. With that thought he let out a bunch of colourful language in german. Usually, at times like this, Gilbert with scold him... as a joke... b
LudwigXReader Training-Call me General Part 7LudwigXReader Training-Call me General Part 72 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You are in so much trouble." Ludwig whispered, trying to keep calm.
"Oh come one Luddy ma buddy-"
"You can call my general" Ludwig snapped.
"Aren't we friends?" (Name) gasped.
"No ve aren't!" Ludwig groaned.
"Who are you then? My boyfriend?" (Name) grumbled. Ludwig opened his mouth to say something. "So can I see Al again?"
"You know Alfred?"
Ludwig blinked and took in a sharp breath of air, again.
He stared at (Name) for a long while before finally sitting down.
"Nein." He snapped, he stood up and stormed over to his room. (Name) blinked, slightly confused. What did she do now? (Nought except breaking his heart :<)
The next morning (Name) was standing, yawning and grumbling in front of Ludwig. She'd been forced to wake up at 5 am sharp. She looked sadly at Ludwig with puppy eyes. He did a double take.
"(Name) stop it. Now..." He turned, going a slight pink. "Ve
The Proposal The ProposalThe Proposal4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
The Persian was currently on the hill overlooking the beach at D4, putting the finishing touches on the plan. He had thought a lot about it, mused, plotted and after much thought, found that this is the best and most logical way of action. It was time. He only hoped that it would be well received. But for now he was working on the touches, before Evelyn would get to his current location. Now back at his home in C2, Evelyn was still asleep. The Persian knew that the Ninetales was still tired from a late night of working to get her shop back in order. Perfect for his plan. Now if the Ninetales would wake up, she'll find a trail of tiny red paper hearts leading from his bedroom, through the living room, into the kitchen where Evelyn would be greeted by a breakfast of waffles along with a bouquet of Evelyn's favourite flowers. Roses, deep red coloured roses, tied to each stern are pink paper hearts. On each heart there is a letter written on it and if
Havelock's Guide to Living with Pokemon for Humans Basic Guide for Psychic TypesHavelock's Guide to Living with Pokemon for Humans4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
DO NOT GAMBLE AGAINST, YOU WILL LOSE. They can read minds and see the future. Many a gambler has been sent home pant-less trying to win.
Be wary of what you think, someone maybe reading your thoughts. Wear a tinfoil hat to be safe.
Basic Guide for Fire Types
During allergy season learn to duck at a moment's notice. Burns are not fun.
Avoid feeding them bad spicy food. You do NOT want to see the aftermath of fire coming out both ends.
Basic Guide for Rock Types
Never go for a high-five or fist-bump. Your hand will thank you.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
Derpadoin the StoryDerpadoin the Story4 years ago in Drama More Like This
02:59:18 PM anyways, yeah, I totes want Coin to be taken to his layer and be all... "Oh ma gawd worst moment ever"
02:59:45 PM inside there will be a shrine to coin
02:59:55 PM A SHRINE
03:00:31 PM With candles and picture frames with coin cut and taped into the picture with derpados
03:01:02 PM THATS RIGHT COIN SOMEONE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU
03:01:19 PM derpados wanted to have coin all to their self
03:01:30 PM thats why derpados attacks so often
03:01:54 PM but Scolly gets in the way
03:02:11 PM of what derpados wishes to become wiht Coin
03:03:05 PM and derpados has a computer filled with love letters never sent because derpados can't press the send button
03:04:31 PM Leave all questions to the end of the forshadowing. Thank you
03:05:16 PM And...Derpados even drew pictures of Coin and itself on dates in ice cream parlors and in a car on top of a hill
03:05:53 PM Derpadose also knitted sweaters with itself and coin on them
03:06:54 PM Derpados also has a ring on its nights
Poem - King of PainPoem - King of Pain4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cavalier funeste des Ombres,
Belliqueux guerrier à l'armure noire,
Souverain au coeur sombre,
Il était le maître de tout un peuple.
Main de fer dans un gantelet de cruauté,
Détenteur d'une force brute sans égale,
Que de cadavres s'étalaient le long de sa route,
Celle de cet homme à la cape pourpre.
Majestueux voleur aux yeux écarlates,
Escorté par ses serviteurs et la destruction,
Il laissait toujours derrière lui ruines et désolation.
Impassible Roi du Désert,
Galopant dans la nuit accompagné de la solitude,
Son coeur est fait de ténèbres et de feu.
Memoirs of a Thought.The Persian blinked groggily as he opened up his eyes, well his eye. He's still a cyclops, can't shoot lasers though...At least not yet. Anyway Richter rubbed out the sleep in his eye and glanced around his surroundings to see where he was at the moment. The warm and cozy interior of the Roost greeted him. "Now how did I end up here?" Richter asked to himself. He could not remember seeing any way or how that he could have ended up in the Roost. The Persian warily stood up and made his exit. Walking outside the Persian looked up at the sky, gloomy, rainy, dull. He shook his head and went to the bus-station. The Persian felt the need to debunk for a bit, Pokette was dandy and all, but he needs to see the city again. Heh even though he went to Hearthome not even a week ago, Richter felt the need to see it again. It may also because he would possible drop in at the restaurant Gina is working at. The Persian stepped outside the museum and took in a deep breath, the Autumn air was refreshingMemoirs of a Thought.4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Havelock's Guide to Living with Pokemon forHumans2The GUIDE pt. 2Havelock's Guide to Living with Pokemon forHumans24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Basic Guide for Water Types
Becareful, they spit.
Basic Guide for Fighting Types
Always, ALWAYS, show respect; they know more ways to hurt you than you have to feel pain.
Basic Guide for Grass/Plant Types
Never tell them you are a vegetarian, They never take it well.
Basic Guide for Electric Types
Handy to have around when no one can find the barreties.
Basic Guide for Ghost Types
Make terrible house guests. Ever try living in a haunted house?
Basic Guide for Ice Types
Avoid touching, frostbite sucks. On the plus side, they can keep your drinks cold.
MORE TO FOLLOW....
Poem - The Lullaby of the OrganPoem - The Lullaby of the Organ4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
La Berceuse de l'Orgue
Dans le château froid et sombre,
A la faible lumière tiède des lustres d'or,
L'orgue chantait sa complainte,
Son requiem effrayant de ses tubes de métal.
Dans son souffle rauque et glacial,
Ses cris de souffrance transperçaient les murs,
Résonnant dans toute la forteresse,
Comme une douce mélodie d'agonie.
Il empalait le silence de ses lames musicales,
Glacait le sang de ceux qui percevianet ses murmures,
Et bercait le Roi qui frôlait ses touches acérées.
Transporté à travers l'ivoire et l'ébène,
Jouant les yeux fermés, un sourire carnassier sur les lèvres,
Il menait cet obscur orchestre pour sa bien aimée.
GANONDORF: An Owner's ManualCongratulations, O Wonderful Customer!GANONDORF: An Owner's Manual6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you are reading this, then that means you have just purchased our latest model from the Legend of Zelda line-the Ganondorf Dragmire (version 1.0), from the lovely manufacturers of the Hyrule Company. Please carefully read through this guide in order to optimize on satisfaction and proper maitenance of your purchased model.
Name: Ganondorf Dragmire (will also respond to Ganon)
Location of Manufacture: Hyrule
Type: Evil Overlord
Height: Depending on where it is standing, the GANONDORF DRAGMIRE (ver 1.0) unit will differ in height. Its normal setting is at 6'5".
Weight: Most likely 235 lbs of pure synthetic musles.
Length: Not applicable.
Level of Skill: He's so amazing capable, you'll wonder how you ever managed to live without him. Oh, yes, he's that good.
Occupation: King of Evil, Hyrule's Bane, Sorceror-Thief, Gerudo King, etc...
Your GANONDORF DRAGMIRE (ver 1.0) comes with the following accessories:
LoZ PH: Linebeck's AgreementLoZ PH: Linebeck's Agreement8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Linebeck?" My eyes widened slightly and I whirled around. There, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, was Link. But why was he up? And what about Ciela? Was she asleep? Or wait did fairies even need to sleep? Or wait, why was I even worrying about a sparkly thing like her? That's right; I didn't need to care about a sparkly thing like her.
Still didn't explain why Link was up. The boy needed his sleep with all the running around he was doing. So why don't I just tell him that? Yeah, I should!
"Link?" My voice was softer than I had intended, "What are you doing up? A boy like you needs his sleep."
He continued to move towards me though now he looked more concerned than anything else, "Linebeck," he said again, "It's late."
I looked back out at the ocean, we had docked in a relatively safe little alcove--a small barely inhabited island. And by small I meant small. I could see the other side of it just as easily from this spot on the ship. And j
HPM fighting tournament round one: moral dilemmaAs I was lead by two rather large Nidoking males into the waiting room, my mind went towards the reason why I entered this event..I confess, normally I would avoid activities like these, after all I do not particularly enjoy inflicting pain on others nor do I enjoy watching others inflicting pain onto each other. And yet here I am walking along side these two guards.HPM fighting tournament round one: moral dilemma3 years ago in Drama More Like This
I bit back a tiny sigh as we were nearing a seemingly normal door. Perhaps this was not a particularly good idea Yet it seems like this would be the action with the most chance of success. After all I shall not be trying to win the tournament, merely showing that I am capable in a skirmish. I bit my under lip as I remember the events that made me ultimately choose this path.
It was on the day that I saved Abbigale from her..Unfortunate encounter with an electrical fence, during the conversation that followed it became clear to me that the Mightyena does not believe that I would be able to survive in this kind of tourn
TriFestivalTriFestival4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"C'mon, Link, you'll miss the festival!" A young girl laughed. She held out her hand with a delighted expression on her face. "You don't want to miss it!" Her orange-brown hair followed her, as well as her white dress, as she ran from the ranch she grew up on, bringing her friend in tow.
"Malon, where are we going?" The boy she dragged complained. He held onto his long, green pointed cap to make sure it didn't fall off as he tried to keep up with her. He had a lot of work to do, and since she and her family had been nice enough to take him in while he didn't have a place, he said he'd repay them by helping out with the ranch work, feeding the cows, making sure all the Cuckoos where there it was a lot of work for just one boy.
Malon laughed again as she lead him to the castle gates. "You've never been to the TriFestival before?" She chuckled, "We need to get you a hat!" She brought him over through the central square of town, and boy, what is it different since the last time he st
A Bored GoddessIn the heavens, there lived a goddess. This goddess was horribly, terribly, insanely BORED!!! She had things she should have been doing, but they were boring, so she was bored with doing them. What goddess could possibly be so bored? What goddess could possibly get bored with being a goddess? What goddess could possibly be in her right mind to get bored? Farore, thats who.A Bored Goddess7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Farores eyes were cerulean blue. Her luminescent green hair flowed to her shoulders, her bangs parted so that they fell on either side of her face. Across her forehead was a gold circlet with three tear-like gems the same color as Farores eyes. Her ears were tall and pointed, and her skin was as fair as possible. Around her neck was a golden necklace with three more tear-like gems. She wore a jade green shirt with see-through emerald green sleeves that were parted along a vertical line opposite each other. On her hands were jade green gloves that were cut off at the fingers and were connected
HPM Application - Audrey DinaThe loud shrill ringing of an alarm clock rang through the room. Audrey grumbled in annoyance, swinging her hand over and smacking it to the ground, causing a even louder clang the made her jump up out of bed. "..Oops.." She pulled her self out of bed and walked over the bathroom, tripping over a few bags and suit cases in the process. "Wha..? Why are-Oh. Yeah." She smiled to her self. She'd forgot what day it was. She giggled to her self in a new found joy as she skipped into the bathroom, quickly showering and getting ready for her big day. She was starting a new life today! Traveling off to be on her own. She can't believe of all the things she normally forgets, she forgot something as special as this!HPM Application - Audrey Dina4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
She jumped out of the shower and looked her self over. Shoulder length pink hair with white tips that curled up-ward, She loved the way it looked. She, like any woman, took pride in her hair. She leaned in closer to the mirror, gazing back at her own sapphire blue eyes and smiled. She
Thoughts of a PersianThoughts of AutumnThoughts of a Persian2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Another year has come by and he's still in this place, for three whole years now. The Persian muses that he probably has set a new record for that. Never before has he stayed in one place this long, not that strange but utterly bizarre for the person that came to this place three years ago, he doesn't want to leave just yet.
Autumn huh, for some reason Autumn, more specifically the month of October, has a profound grip on the life of the Persian. His body, aging a bit but still in the prime of his life, felt the season change. The warm summer winds, though cooled because of the nearby ocean, being replaced with the chilly, gloomy air that's a trademark of the season. Leaves ending their life cycle and fluttering down on the ground, waiting to decompose and become one with the earth once again. Creatures leaving for warmer regions while others hurriedly scurried around in their tiny town, foraging for their food supply in the harsh winter. Indeed it
LoZ .:. Fairy PerilLoZ .:. Fairy Peril5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The yellow-haired boy clenched his fists and glared at the glowing ball of light hovering above his head. "Could you please at least try to be quiet? Sheik said we're supposed to sneak into this place, remember? It's not going to work if you keep yelling at me for no reason!"
Link stalked forward-and suddenly found himself dangling over what seemed to be a bottomless pit, his fingers barely holding onto the edge. "Augh!"
Navi just watched as the boy pulled himself back onto solid ground and lay there panting. "Hey! Should have listened to me!"
HPM Application - Daren 'Dipper' BaceWell, today was the day. The day this guy starts a new life! The sun barely skimmed the surface of the ocean, it was just a bright orange line of light on the horizon, trying its very best to over power the darker blue of the night sky. He was finishing up on packing up his bags and suitcases, staring at the clock now and then to make sure he wasn't late for the boat. As he ran back and forth between his bed and his dresser, his electrike ran at his heels, yipping and bouncing happily. Daren just laughed and leaned down, petting the dog with a grin. "I'm ready now little lady...just need to get dressed."HPM Application - Daren 'Dipper' Bace3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
He didn't wear much or anything to flashy, just some clothing that he always felt comfortable in. There was his favorite cobalt blue jacket with the white fuax fur trim. He loved it. It reached around the collar and even the hood, it was always nice and warm~ He slipped on his black 'paper boy' cap, shifting it a bit so those pointed ears at the top of his head pok
Ganondorf's NightmareGanondorf sat In the corner of the café waiting for Master Hand to arrive. He herd that there was going to be a lot of new smashers this year so rumors were flying around about people sharing rooms this year.Ganondorf's Nightmare7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
ok listen up It was the familiar voice of Master Hand. this year we have to give you room mates because we are running out of room here in the mansion. Make sure you check to see which suite you are in before you head off.
Ganondorf sighed I wonder who Im going to be stuck with he said to himself. He was the last one to go up and look at the list 341 he said aloud and walked up to his suite. He didnt bother looking to see who else he going to be with, he was just worried about going up to his room and relaxing for it was a long trip to the smash mansion from hyrule.
He opened the door slowly and noticed princess peach and Kirby sitting on two of the three beds that were in there. Princess peachs eyes got huge &
HPM: A letter to a Wretched Filthy ParasiteDear wretched filthy parasite,HPM: A letter to a Wretched Filthy Parasite1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I have been pleaded with and begged. His hands have pulled at my pant legs and his lips have pressed to my toes to write a letter this day. That foolish tentacool burst through the door, his face pulled into a massive grin, one you will learn to be similar to a serial killer on a rampage. Oh, you will know, I know this true. You will have to see that stupid grin beaming each day and blasting you with unnerving feelings of joy.
But, oh, little fiend. But, this letter is not to the tentacool. No, no, it is to you.
You, the vermin stealing my energy. You, the glutton who devours my nutriance. You, the beast who rips and tears at my gut looking for a way to escape. I cannot blame you for this yearning. Perhaps this will be the only other thing we share besides that minuscule DNA. A means to escape what traps us.
What do you write to a demon writhing in your belly? I do not honestly know, besides, perhaps, a threat to get out! No, your father. Father, what an