Rosario+Vampire New Blood ch 5All characters of Moka's family will now be described and called by the names they have in the manga: more info on Akuha and Akasha in this story will be down in the authors commentRosario+Vampire New Blood ch 55 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Victor Akashiya- Issa Shuzen
Mokora Akashiya- Akuha Shuzen
Christine Akashiya- Akasha Bloodliver
Maria Shuzen- Gyokuro Shuzen
Rosario + Vampire New Blood
Chapter 5: The Fall of the Hell Guardians
Foots steps echoed down the long black marbled corridor. A man of six feet walked it in calm and slow pace, but eagerly awaiting the moment of his arrival. His cloak billowed in the blasts of freezing air that slammed down the passageway. Where this man walked was a place destined for only the most wretched souls, a place forbidden to all but those who were assigned to protect its gates. This man was walking into the very place mere mortals always feared. It was called the void, the abyss, Inferno, Hades, Tartarus but most of all it was called Hell. And the man who walked the path tow
Rosario Vampire:Inner DateInner Date (SHORT STORY)Rosario Vampire:Inner Date5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What are you doing?" Inner Moka walked over to where Tsukune sat. His holy lock thrashed around wildly. "It won't stop moving," he moaned "Help me! Please!" Moka sighed and grabbed hold of his wrist. She examined the lock. It suddenly stopped moving and hung, completely still. Tsukune looked at her with a puzzled expression on his face. Moka shrugged.
The Youkai she had just knocked out started to stir. He let out a groan. "Geez." He struggled to get up. Moka strolled up to him. "Learnt your place?" The monster nodded. "Good." She headed back towards Tsukune, and pulled the rosary from his hands. "You're leaving already?" Tsukune asked her. She nodded "I'm finished with this guy. It's time for me to go." She was just about to replace the rosary when Tsukune grabbed her wrist. "Wait," he told her "Why don't you stay unsealed for a little while, just for tonight. You don't spend much time hanging out with us." Moka looked at him, slightly confused. "You want to
PROTOTyPE THE NEW GENE[PROTOTYPE]: THe NeW GeNe.PROTOTyPE THE NEW GENE3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter One... The New Gene
((DISCLAIMER: I do not Own Prototype or Prototype2. All Quality GO to their respected owners.))
The Blacklight virus. A virus that effects the whole person. Only three people have absorbed the virus, they are considered "Runners" they work symbiotically with the virus. Alex Mercer, Elizabeth Greene, and James Heller. Alex and James are considered the [PROTOTYPE]s. Alex was the first, his other name was "ZEUS" given to him by the Blackwatch. He Released the Blacklight virus and made the NYZ we know today... James Heller was Alex's Prototype, Admired for his valor before his 'death' Alex used his strain of the virus to infect Heller, and went all out war with Alex. After getting back from the war on the streets as a army officer he found his family dead. Then finding out that Alex started the virus spread he went on and concurred the virus and went out to Kill Alex. And Greene... Nicknamed "THE MOTHER" was the First Runner captured a
Gataki mouGataki mou2 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was always sunny where he was. An occasional cloud would pass over the sun, but sandy winds would quickly protest and sent it away. The heat was nearly unbearable, even for those who had been born and raised in the forsaken desert.
Heracles knew what the people in the caravan thought of him. As a Greek boy, sold into Egypt along with his brother, they thought him of less worth. As a slave, they thought him a strange contradiction. He was often found sleeping and lazing about, but he never left a job undone. His broad shoulders carried dense muscles that held the capability to lift an ox right off of the sandy ground.
It was no mystery, the man was strange. But needed much y the large caravan. His exemplary way with the animals and strong back made him valuable. The same couldn't be said as much... for his older brother.
"Oi! There you are!" Sadiq's gruff and annoyed voice sounded in the Greek slaves' ear. Heracle's sleepy green eyes looked up to meet his brother's. "Playing with the
Endiara's MaskEndiara's Mask3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hidden beneath those emerald eyes,
And dark lush hair,
Lay the truths of our dear fair maiden.
See the mask cast away.
She smiles among her falsities,
Playing her games,
Daring, inviting investigation.
See the mask cast away.
In the dark clustered corners she hides,
Friend of spiders.
She spins her clinging webs to catch her prey,
See the mask cast away.
Seeking naught but death's brooding shadow,
She screams at night,
Caught by desire for vengeance and power.
See the mask cast away.
Rising immortal, incomplete soul,
She is sorrow,
Reaching blindly, she falls into the depths.
See the mask cast away.
Everlasting torment, still in life,
Creature of night,
She claws at Man and God, fury decayed.
See the mask cast away.
Slenderman x Reader Always There for You Part 3Slenderman x Reader Always There for You Part Three~Slenderman x Reader Always There for You Part 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It has been at least a month since you had last seen Slenderman. After trying to capture your tall friend, Willie and you found his camera and watched the videos that he recorded. Let's just say that when you guys saw Masky and Hoodie a week after that, they stayed at their distance. After kids stopped disappearing almost everyone let go of calling you a witch.
During his absence, Wiliie and you were able to get a lot of stuff done without feeling watched or as if you guys were being stalked. Sure, you missed the feeling a little but one thing was always bugging you, when was he coming back? You couldn't sleep sometimes knowing that you friend was gone.
It was the end of the school week so Willie came over. Your mom greeted you at the door and you guys ran upstairs. As you got up stairs you guys shut the door and looked out the window. It was silent until Willie spoke up, "it's been almost a m
OC Profile: Drigo NysendvorOC Profile: Drigo Nysendvor3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Real Name: Drigo Nysendvor [pronounces "Dree-Go Neesenvor"]
Nicknames: Whisperer of The Dark; Pillar-Armed Mad Owlman; Angry Owl
Nationality: Unknown, but has a slightly British accent.
Age: 210 [October 3rd, 1804]; human form in his early 20's.
Motto: I don't give a hoot.
Job: Former bounty hunter and mercenary; collector, restorer and seller of antique and exotic vehicles; amateur racing driver.
Species: The Owlmen are a subspecies of birdmen, generalist term for half-human/half-bird creatures. Owlmen live mostly in caves at high mountains, peaks, etc. Very reserved, they don't bother not to keep contact with other species, so they're hard to find.
Of course, that doesn't mean they're never spotted. Ancient human civilizations used to make legends about them. "Flying monsters who kidnap and eat children at night", "Dark creatures who steal men's wives"...but also "S
HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Arthur Chapter 1The British Flag.HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Arthur Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You squealed and smiled. Putting the folder to your chest you walked back over to your table.
‘Grace Foster?’ Mr Flare asked.
You shot a thumbs up to your friend as she walked up and got her folder. She ran over to you and sat back down in her seat. You looked at the folder she had and noticed an Italian flag on it.
‘Jason Grayson?’ Mr Flare called out last.
Jason got up and walked over grabbing the last folder.
‘Okay you may now open your folders!’ He said.
You saw out of the corner of you eye Grace rip her folder open. You chuckled and opened yours. You picked up the letter and began to read.
To the male or female student that gets this,
My name is Arthur Kirkland, I’m 17 living in London, England. I like reading, writing and drinking tea. What is your name? Do you have any hobbies? Where do you live?
You looked at the letter and blinked quickly.
‘Who did you get?’ Grace asked and nudged you.
2p! Germany X reader X Germany: first loveI watched the axis trained. they don't seem to notice I'm here. I could hear Germany's voice scream at Italy that made me jumped. "Italy!!! run faster!!!" he raised his voice. "I'm trying," he whined. Japan was following behind. I'm surprised he didn't yell at Japan. I try to think how to make Italy run faster. I thought of it. I just hope Italy won't get mad at me. "Italy!!! run!!! England is behind you!!!" I yelled. He run so fast you could see dirt flying behind him. he passed Germany. Germany screamed, "Hey!!!!! stop!!!!" He chases after him. Maybe I overdid it.2p! Germany X reader X Germany: first love2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Italy stopped his running after awhile. he cried on my shoulder. I kept apologizing just help him to run. he peck my cheek. my face flush. he whispered, "now we're even." Italy knows how to make me embarrassed. he was like a brother to me. "______" I hear Germany said my name. I turn to him, "yes...." I could feel my face heat. I had feelings for him. I doubt he has for me.
"did you finished coping English notes," he
2P!Hetalia x Reader - Insanity 2P!England's Ending"Poppet? What are you doing to poor Flavio?" you heard Ollie ask.2P!Hetalia x Reader - Insanity 2P!England's Ending1 year ago in Horror More Like This
"He's bad!", you answer cheerily, happy that YOUR Ollie was there to set Flavio straight. The fire that was in your eyes only seconds before died quickly when seeing Ollie in all of his pink and blue neon brightness.
Flavio started stuttering, "I-i-i swear Oliver! I d-d-didn't do anything to her!"
"Did you kidnap her Flavio?", Ollie said angrily, a dark aura starting to form around him. You blushed, he was doing this because of you!!
"Y-y-yes sir", Flavio stuttered nervously.
"I would called that doing something to her, wouldn't it be doing something to her Flavio?!", he said, the dark aura growing bigger.
"Yes, I am so very sorry, Mr. Kirkland!", Flavio said.
"Fine. But this is your warning Flavio Vargas!! Is she injured?", Ollie asked menacingly.
"No sir," Flavio said.
"I'll let it slide this time Flavio, this is your last warning!!", Ollie exclaimed.
"Bye bye!", you called out sweetly as Ollie pulled
HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Alfred Chapter 2Alfred cheered as the bell rang, grabbed his bag and ran out of the room. Running down the hallway he bumped into Gilbert.HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Alfred Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
‘There you are dude!’ Alfred said and high fived the German.
‘Kesesese~! Vhaz’s up Alfred?’ Gilbert asked.
‘I wanted to ask, if you got your penpals letter back yet?’ Alfred said.
‘Nein not yez, neizher has bruder, vhaz about you?’ Gilbert asked.
Alfred shook his head.
‘I’m hoping to get the letter this afternoon.’ Alfred replied. ‘I better go.’
‘Bye! Have a good afzernoon!’ Gilbert called after Alfred as the America took off running down the hallway and outside.
Alfred got the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door to his house. Unlocking the door, he opened it and entered.
‘Mother I’m home!’ Alfred called out and closed the door.
Suddenly a woman came out of the kitchen, she was a fairly tall and had long dark brown hair, that was in a plait and
Strangers .:America x Reader:.Sharply exhaling the cold air, which allowed you to see your breath shorty; you walked across the street. Not even bothering to look either way or even one way, it didn’t matter, any more to you. Blank. Your mind felt as if it was about to explode with all these negative feelings and thoughts.Strangers .:America x Reader:.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You didn’t care if a car came and hit you. You just couldn’t bring yourself mentally to stop it from happening. You’d just let it happen. Seeing as to how you felt yourself slowly slipping back into suicidal thoughts, but you never had the nerve to take your own life.
Nobody cares, you bitterly contemplated as you sluggishly moved your sneakers across the pavement, and they will never truly care.
As you continued walking, you realised that a car in fact was heading towards you. That made you stop cold in your journey to the little book store over on the other side. The driver of the car must have thought you were insane, but truth be told you would’ve
2pEngland!xReader: Forever? The wintry air was crisp and stung his pale skin even with the coat buttoned and zipped tightly against jack frost’s advances. Snow crunched under his shoes and clung to the soles. The world around him could have started burning in a red apocalypse and he would hardly have noticed. All that mattered right now and was his focus was her. That girl who was only a mere few meters away, and yet far out of his grasp. Her perfect innocent smile that was always the pure and only light in the darkness of his mind. Her soft skin, the rosy blush in her cheeks reminding him of the beautiful color red, unlike something else with the striking color. But he would never want to hurt this girl, no, she was a distraction, but a wonderful beautiful distraction. He had learned to cope with this feeling he had come to know as love, or was it obsession? Whichever it was didn’t matter, he wanted her. He needed her, to feel her in his arms, for her to smile for him and only him2pEngland!xReader: Forever?2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part XXII (end)As (Name) returned to school she found that everyone had heard about her little escapade. And there were differing opinions on what she had done…mainly between the girls. Some thought she was weak for trying to kill herself because of men, some thought she was a loser for getting so depressed, some pitied her for being so stupid for falling for a line and some thought she was a drama queen only out for attention. But she didn’t care, not any longer. With Alfred and Matthew by her side and Oliver in her corner, there was no challenge that she couldn’t face. She had been asked to say something about what she had done, but she refused, she didn’t want to justify her actions, she had been in an overly emotional state, something she hadn’t dealt with in years.2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part XXII (end)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
But she couldn’t get out of reading her poem aloud, in front of the entire school, since she had one the contest. She took a deep breath as she stood on the side of the stage…in a way
America x Reader - Country SongsAmerica x Reader - Country Songs3 years ago in Romance More Like This
here you were bored but of your mind Sitting on your couch watching the only thing on tv " Cooking with England". you couldn't imagine the horror the forced audience had to indure.
About halfway into england making... whatever the hell that black crap was you felt a vibration in your pocket.
You answered your phone "Hello?"
"Yo dude! Im bored so i'm coming over there ok" America yelled into the phone
"Huh? oh America yeah Sure i dont care."
As soon as you Hung up you heard a bang.
"So ______ what do you want to do."
"Well right now im watching this." Pointing to the tv.
"No way! Lets watch th- wait is that a guitar?"
Right when you said that he started playing Some country song. He loved his country.
"______ you want to try"
"Sure i could probably write a song while im at it."
"Pfff as if!" Laughed the american
You got up and took the guitar "go sit down i'll show you" them you started singing.
"I'm Totally straight for America! I'm totally straight for the U-S-of A! Fr
Synesthesia (Prologue) 2p!Canada X ReaderSynesthesia (Prologue)Synesthesia (Prologue) 2p!Canada X Reader2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[2P!Canada X Reader]
Warning! This has a slight crossover with Canaan (the anime).
Sound to smell, color to sound, emotions and intents to colors.
That is how the world was in your senses.
Different, that you were.
Special, is what they called it.
Let us start this story back in time, when you were born.
You were born in [Home Country] with parent[s], and [siblings, if any].
Then, like the sparkling rain, it came down along with the terrorist organization, the illness that murdered your whole town/city. The survivors went insane.
But, because you were different, special, you lived with a special ability; that to use all your senses simultaneously.
After the government officials intervened, you were raised to be a weapon.
Your mentor was Oliver Kirkland, a cheery blond, British fellow. He was childish, bubbly, often made cupcakes (but most of the time, they were poisonous). He constantly smiled, and didn’t take criticism all that
Slenderman x Reader There weren't many chances for me to interact with humans outside of stalking and killing them. Halloween was the only option for centuries - that is, until recently. In the past few years these things called Conventions started poopping up. Many people took it as a chance to dress up in costumes like on Halloween - called Cosplays - except they were usually characters from the media. Meaning more people would be in disguise in one area. More people dressing up like creepypastas. More chances for creepypastas to interact without problems.Slenderman x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
After finding out about these conventions I decided to check it out. I managed to sneak into a nearby convention under the guise of a cosplayer. However, I was surprised at the attention I got. The very positive attention. It seemed like everyone wanted to take my picture - though of course they couldn't. Many even asked for hugs, which I declined (some d
His Game: 2p!FelicianoXReaderXLovino Part 2Lovino and I decided to wait for what would happen next, since it was obvious that we couldn't do anything at this point. It was hard to convince Lovino, though. The two of us endeavored small talk. The room was quiet except for the occasional creeks and groans of the house.His Game: 2p!FelicianoXReaderXLovino Part 22 years ago in Horror More Like This
"So, what do you think happened to Feliciano? Do you think he snapped or..."
I asked. Somewhere in the basement we were in, I heard a faint hiss.
"Hmmph, maybe. I don't care. As long as I get the hell out of here and kick his as-"
Lovino turned his attention to me.
"______!? Are you okay!?"
I felt faint. My eye lids were heavy, already covering half of my eyes. My head felt cloudy and I couldn't think straight. I closed my eyes, falling unconscious.
"______? ______!? ______, wake up this is not... the time... to..."
He trailed off, blacking out.
I turned the valve, turning off the gas, curtousy of Oliver Kirkland. I waited a bit to let the gas do its trick, then walked down to the basement. The
2P!Hetalia x Reader - Insanity Part TwoYour first killing spree didn't occur till about 6 months after that day, the day your sanity disappeared. Every day, you would train with a different person. Monday, you would cook with Ollie, but you would use "special" ingredients, "gourmet" as he called them. Tuesday, you would train with Al, learning how to properly swing a baseball bat with enough force to bash someones skull in, Viktor would usually co-teach you because you could easily apply this knowledge to a shovel or water pipe. Wednesday (HUMP DAAAAY!), you would train with Francois, learning how to properly take blood from a victim without wasting a precious drop. Thursday, you learned knife throwing with Luci. Friday, you learned how to properly handle a deadly hockey stick with Matt. Saturday, you learned hand to hand combat with Lutz. And on Sunday, you would go through a series of mini "tests", to see how much you learned, how much you actually remembered, and how good you wer2P!Hetalia x Reader - Insanity Part Two1 year ago in Horror More Like This
HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Matthew Chapter 2Matthew opened the door to his house and closed it.HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Matthew Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
‘Mama, I’m home.’ Matthew said.
His mother appeared at the door to the kitchen and smiled at him.
‘There is a letter for you, I put it on your desk’ his mother said.
‘A letter? Okay thank you mum’ Matthew replied and walked upstairs.
Opening the door to his room he placed his backpack on the floor next to his bed and took out his homework. He walked over to the desk and sat down before he looked down at the letter.
‘I wonder who it is from…’ Matthew said and placed his homework down.
He opened the letter and began to read.
My name is (First Name) (Last Name). I’m your penpal~! I’m from London in England. I like reading, writing and cooking. I have a pet cat named (Cats Name). She is a cute like ginger cat with a white blaze on her nose. I’m sorry my teacher Mr Flare says I have to hand this in sorry!
Talk to you later,
2P!America X Reader: Blissful Torture (Part 1)2P!America X Reader: Blissful Torture (Part 1)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2P!America (Jason Jones) X Reader: Blissful Torture Part 1
A/N: This my very first Lemon and I'm so ashamed of myself for writing it because I got dared too ._.||| Wait, that's a lie, actually. I will make a second part to this with the lemon in it so the story isn't too long.
But anyway I hope it's not too crappy.
And if anyone didn't know, (Y/n) = Your name, (E/c) = Eye colour, (H/c) = Hair colour and (H/l) = Hair Length and so on.
And thoughts are in italics. E.g. This is an example
...Oh and there will be some swearing too.
~~~3rd Person P.O.V~~~
A sigh slipped past (Y/n)'s lips. She represented the country of (*Country of your choice*). But she was currently lost in New York City, hoping to be able find the World Meeting place.
Jesus Christ, this city is huge! I'm never going to be able to find where the World Meeting is...! All the streets look the same.
But before she knew it, he (h/l)(h/c) haired girl's
2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part XVIIIBE WARNED THIS GETS VERY DARK AT THE END!2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part XVIII2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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(Name) walked out to see Oliver after her break down, “How did you know?” she asked him.
“I could see it in your eyes.” He told her softly.
“What could you see in my empty eyes.” She asked unamused.
“Exactly that, they were empty.” He said, “I saw nothing and it broke my heart.”
“What do you see now?” she asked in a sad tone.
“You.” He said with a soft smile, “I know this may sound odd, but I think that my brothers have been helping you.”
“What the hell are you talking about?!” she cried.
“Were you able to feel anything before they came into your life?” he asked.
She bit her lip and then nodded, “Th…they haven’t even been cruel to me since I…became theirs…” she said in a softy tone.
“I didn’t expect that.” He said.
“I thought you were why
AmericaxReader:Hetalian ChristmasAmericaxReader:Hetalian ChristmasAmericaxReader:Hetalian Christmas2 years ago in Drama More Like This
(NOTE: Both of you are fans of Hetalia, so is his siblings. And both of you are in grade 8 or 9)
Alfred grabbed my arm and dragged me all the way to his house which is done the block. When we headed inside his house we hurried up the stairs into his room before his brothers and sister ask any questions. "So why'd you bring me here, Alfred?" I asked him. He was searching for something in his closet till he came out with a bomber jacket with the number fifty on it and a tan uniform of some sort on one hanger and on the other he had a school uniform with a brown jacket with the number fifty on it too. "Ok dude, what should I wear to the Hetalia Christmas meet up?" He asked. I sighed. We've been fans of Hetalia ever since we found out about it last year or so. Alfred and I been hooked ever since and would spazz about anything related to the show. Take social studies last week for examp
HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Alfred Chapter 1The American Flag.HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Alfred Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hell Fudging Yeah! You thought and fist pumped making everyone laughed.
You ran back to your seat.
‘Amanda Johnson?’ Mr Flare called.
You smiled at Amanda and pushed your (hair colour) hair out of your eyes again. Your hair could be really stubborn sometimes. You watched her pick out a folder and walk back.
‘Grace Foster?’ Mr Flare called up Grace up last.
You shot her a smile and she walked up and took the last folder.
‘You may now read your letters!’ Mr Flare said.
You saw Grace rip her folder open almost hitting Amanda as her hand let go of the folder. You sighed and shook your head. You open the folder and start reading the letter.
Dear my awesome Pen Pal!,
My name is Alfred F. Jones! I’m 17 and I live in New York in America! I love eating hamburgers, pranking people with ma peeps and playing video games!!! :insert excited face here: How old are you?! Do you have any siblings?! Where do you live?! Do you like Video Games?