We're Not CelebritiesFrank's fingernails are blue today.We're Not Celebrities6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gerard doesn't think, Frank's fingernails are blue today, out of boredom of just one of many colors Frank's fingernails are. Gerard doesn't think, Frank's fingernails are blue today, out of surprise that for once Frank's fingernails are some random color. Gerard just thinks, Frank's fingernails are blue today. Because they are. Dark finished and shining like a new car in the sunlight.
They never bring it up, the color of Frank's fingernails. Blunt, little rounded off squares attached to the tip of his fingers and painted something new every few days. There's just nothing to talk about.
Today, Gerard's eyes hurt for no real reason. The sun hot on his skin, burning him through his clothes. He hates it. They could have picked anywhere else to sit, because anywhere else is for the most part, shaded. Here, on the jungle gym, it's not shaded. Gerard digs into the pocket of Frank's forgotten jacket for cigarettes. He doesn't find any. J
Dress up is the best stress reliever -USxReaderxUKDress up is the best stress reliever -USxReaderxUK2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Cowboy!America x Reader x Cop!England
This is a back story, so you'll at least have some sort of clue on what your relationship is with them both before you have lemonade.
'Another day...another shoulder ache. At least my two favorite boys can cheer me up! Especially Alfred's smile and Arthur's funny, yet cute, eyebrows.' The young woman thought to herself before sighing softly, rubbing her left shoulder gently in fear of worsening the already aching soreness, wanting to ease it instead. Her job hadn't been the most pleasant recently, getting more work hours than she thought was even possible. Receiving late phone-calls, early morning meetings, after hours, so much of these tiring things could surely stress anyone out to the point they actually felt like ripping their hair out.
She should had gotten used to it though, for she has been running this business over seven years, in fact, today was her (Dream business's) seventh year anniversary. Her age was twenty
Tainting the shareGrey.Tainting the share6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the pavement,
hold that thought.
punctuating the skyline...
its colder now.
of trails once tamed
Chase up those
and, where we once ran,
Beatles Slash QuotesBeatles Slash Quotes6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"We were each other's intimates." - Paul, The Beatles: A Biography
"Paul and I know each other on a lot of different levels that very few people know about." - John
Q Magazine - 1998
Q: "If John Lennon could come back for a day, how would you spend it with him?"
Paul: "In bed."
Thanks Herzogs Shoe - How about "Just like Jesse James" by Cher? I don't think people should be upset by the gay rumors. I read somewhere it started when Keith Richards found them in bed together. What a gorgeous image - doesn't matter if it's true or not!!! They had a very close friendship - Paul has said he isn't upset by it and John thought it was funny and always called Paul his ex-fiance. If they weren't upset by it, then why should anyone else be? jananabanana20, Youtube
"I have had two companions in my life. Paul McCartney and Yoko Ono. That's not bad" John
Interview of 1975 for Hit parader
Q: "Yeah, your friends..."
John: "Yes, all your best friends let you know what's
Starlight kisses and bed sheet hugsMy teeth areStarlight kisses and bed sheet hugs6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and my eyes
hold dark pockets
because of all
the late nights
I let the starlight
and my bed sheets
because I realized
you never had,
you never would.
DenmarkXPregnant!ReaderEnjoy. ^^'DenmarkXPregnant!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Boy or a girl? What are you hoping for?" Mathias, your husband of two years asked you. You thought for a second.
"I don't know...Either one. I'm just thrilled to be having a child."
"Girl...No. Boy. No! Yeah..Boy." You laughed at him as he tried to pick between a boy or girl.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Kohler. How are you on this fine day?" You doctor greeted you and your husband.
You both grinned and replied, "Great!" at the same time. The woman laughed.
"Okay, pull up your shirt to the bottom of your breasts and we'll get this started." You did as told, laying on the bed. Mathias was standing next to you, smiling warmly.
"Alright...You're two months right now?" She asked you, rubbing a warm green goop on your stomach. "Yes," you replied. She turned the screen your way and started looking for the child's gender.
You were shaking with nerves, excited nerves that is. "Hmmm. Looks like it is going to be a girl! Congrats," She informed you and your Danish husband.
You squeaked with d
Damn Hogwarts Rules~~~ Things I Am Not Allowed To Do At Hogwarts ~~~Damn Hogwarts Rules6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Any resemblence between Dementors and Bin Laden is coincidental.
2. It is a bad idea to slip Professor Snape a powerful love potion.
3. Growing marijuana or cannabis plants is not an extra credit project for Herbology.
4. I should refrain from putting on Death Eater robes, a Death Eater mask and suchlike and go up to Professor Snape, and say, "Dude! Voldemort wants to kill you, he's found out!"
5. I am not allowed to lock Gryffindors and Slytherins in the Room of Requirement and see who comes out alive and who looks like theyve had a right shag.
6. Professor Flitwick's first name is NOT Dobby, no matter how short he is!
7. "OMFG!" is not a spell.
8. I will not refer to Professor McGonagall as 'My Goggly Goo-Goo!" or "McGonalds! McGonalds!"
9. I will not arrange an Aurors meeting in Malfoy Manor OR Nettos!
10. I will not begin Care of Magical Creatures class by singing, 'Can you dance the hippogriff' by the Hobgoblins in a bold voice,
FiascoFrank stares.Fiasco7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The tiniest speck of eggshell has just broken into his bowl with the parts of the egg he was going to make an omelet with. He blinks several times at the small chip of white, clinging to the white of the egg. He looks forward, right in front of him at the cupboards, shuts his eyes and stares back at that little shit of an eggshell, floating around in his uncooked breakfast.
Gerard shuffles in, his feet bare, in his gray, plaid pajama bottoms (the ones Frank likes so much) and a half zipped hoodie that could belong to either of them. His hair is a disaster, but with the quick glance Frank gives him, there are no white eggshell chips in it. Gerard stops behind Frank, making a loose fist in the back of Frank's hair. He plants a kiss on the back of Frank's neck.
"What's wrong? You look like you might be sick," Gerard says softly, directly into Frank's ear. He kisses Frank's neck again, longer this time. "Hm?" he coaxes with a nudge of his hips.
Frank shrugs and lets out a hel
Ghirahim x Link - Pt 2 - You taste good....**Depending on how far you are in the game, this fan-fiction will most likely present spoilers!! You've been warned!**Ghirahim x Link - Pt 2 - You taste good....3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Link's eyes widened at the feel of Ghirahim's body on his, and his breath hitched in his throat, making him cough. Instinctively he made a move to turn around, face his opponent, and maybe even get a good slash in with his sword. But, as though he was reading Link's mind, Ghirahim's arms lashed out, binding Link's wrists effectively. The demon lord's touch on Link's wrists was like ice, sending his arms into spasms of pain. For a moment Link was convinced that his skin was freezing, and after glancing down to confirm that no, his wrists were not being disfigured in any way, he fought against the hands that held him back; he squirmed and struggled until his body became hot with exertion and sweat. The demon lord laughed softly from behind him, and Link could feel Ghirahim lightly nuzzle the back of his neck with his cold nose. Link couldn't help but shudder at the intim
Is it hot in here...There are things that I see on an everyday basis.Is it hot in here...9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are eyes that aren't mine,
locked in passionate embrace.
I watch the same mistakes over & over.
The silly little games we play with each other.
The dirty little tricks we play on one another.
We create a chemical reaction
our bodies do not know how to handle,
and tie ourselves to the next big thing -
This is weighing me down.
I sink and smile
at the irony of being dragged under
by something that doesn't even exist;
the heavy burden of an unfulfilled promise.
I will forever be defined
by that which I do not possess,
but at least I will never indulge
those tiny, fatal games.
I am the textbook definition no one's reading.
Today is the day we mark this down.
Tomorrow is the dream I never have.
Pirate!EnglandxPrincess!Reader-Pirate Queen-part 1_________ sat in her room bored to death. The room was adorned with marble figurines, jewel embedded candle holders, and large four-poster bed. The bed was made out of solid wood, with gold and silver bidding, and silk sheets lay neatly across it. A large wardrobe with solid gold knobs sat in a corner of the room, filled dresses from around the world, made of only the finest materials known to man. Any normal person would easily feel like a princess in this room, but she felt like a prisoner. She escaped into town wearing commoners' clothes many times throughout her life, but was always caught and sent back into this 'hell hole' she called home all her life.Pirate!EnglandxPrincess!Reader-Pirate Queen-part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Princess _________," A brown haired, green eyed man dressed in a green military-styled coat and matching pants smiled from the slightly ajar door, "As your advisor, I suggest you use your time more efficiently to do your work, as you have time until you father returns from his trip overseas and until the prince awakes from his nap
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 5.For once ______ was at the cafe first, trepidation boiling within her about what Arthur had to say. He'd seemed frantic, breathless...her over-active imagination was conjuring all kinds of things that could have happened to him, but hadn't he been at home all day? Surely something bad couldn't have-Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 5.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"_____!" Eventually a windswept author emerged into the cafe like a hurricane, hair soaked from the rain outside and emerald eyes wide. He seemed to be far more dishevelled and weather-stained than he ever had before, not at all concerned about his un-tucked shirt or slightly wonky tie as he dropped into his seat. He appeared very restless too, shifting about uncomfortably. "A-Arthur, what's wrong!?"
He let out a shaky expulsion of breath, brow furrowed. "I...I have something to tell you." _____ didn't get a chance to retort, the Englishman beginning to speak "Listen, Francis rang me and...well..."
"There's good news, and bad news."
There was a pause, filled w
Do I Know You? (Contest)An old woman stood browsing produce. Other shoppers paid little attention to her until a teenage girl with short, bright blue hair and odd, flamboyant clothing approached her. A delinquent, they probably though.Do I Know You? (Contest)9 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“There you are. Come on, we need to get moving,” said the blue-haired girl.
“Hello. Do I know you?” asked the old woman. This got the girl several dirty looks.
“Yes, I’m your granddaughter, Pixie.”
“Oh, that’s right,” said the woman. “Do you know where I am? Or what my name is?”
“Your name is Maggie, we’re grocery shopping.”
A few dirty looks began turning sympathetic as Pixie took her grandmother by the hand and lead her further into the store. They barely made it to the dairy section when Maggie said “Hello there. Have we met?”
Pixie nodded. “I’m your granddaughter.” She put a gallon of milk in the cart.
“Ah, that’s right. Nice to meet you.
[ Neko!England ] Backfired [ Reader ]You had been attempting to enjoy a quiet night, curled up on the couch with a book you’d just recently bought and a nice cup of tea. Just as you took a seat on the couch in the living room and opened your book, a light rain began to patter on the window, making everything seem calm. Then, you felt your cellphone vibrate in your pocket. Pulling it out, you groaned once you read the number. It was Alfred F. Jones, better known as America. You really didn’t want to deal with his idiocy…and why on earth would he be texting you close to bloody midnight?! Oh, there you went again. You sighed and shook your head. You’d been spending a bit too much time around England lately. Flipping open your phone you groaned again, even louder this time, upon reading the message.[ Neko!England ] Backfired [ Reader ]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
‘Hey (y/n), Iggy is SUUUPER drunk and im buzy tnight. Im pickin you up and u cn watch Iggy for the night at his place, kk?’*
You set your book down on the table in front of you and pinched
England x reader - Maths tutor"Frog!"England x reader - Maths tutor3 years ago in Romance More Like This
School president and his deputy had another argument. You, Seychelles and Alfred were watching at them with hope they will stop soon.
"I have enough. I'm going to go to McDonalds" Alfred said and came out. Francis and Arthur stopped fighting when they heard crack of the door behind American.
"I have enough as well. Michelle, let's go" Francis said. Seychelles nodded and they came out holding their hands.
Arthur sighed and sat in a chair. You giggled and went back to your work.
"What is so funny?" he hissed at you
"Nothing" you answered. You looked at Englishman. He was looking through the documents, still upset. You thought, he looks so cute.
"You should take a little break and relax" you said and walked to him.
"How can I relax with vice like Francis?" Arthur answered and put documents on his table.
"Francis knows his responsibilities and he knows what to do. Just trust him" you smiled at him. When your cell phone rang. On the screen appeared big in
Points Giveaway Raffle - CLOSEDPoints Giveaway Raffle - CLOSED2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Since a very good friend gave me lots of points, plenty enough for me to have WELL enough for my contest prizes, I am doing a little giveaway, which I will be posting in as many groups as I can!
I am going to give away 100 points! (Possibly even more!)
What you need to do, is add this writing to your favorites, and comment as to why you want the points! You can either suggest the points for yourself, or for your friend!
I will choose based on two things - The choices will be narrowed down to who I think deserves the points the most - and out of that list, I will do the raffle. I will put all the names in a random generator, and give the points to the one that comes up!
Don't just say "I want points" or "Give me points."
I want to know WHY you want the points. I want to know what you will use them for.
I want to help somebody here on dA
Of course, don't beg - and don't get angry if you are not chosen.
Go ahead; spread this around! Since this Giveaway is going far better then expected, I
America x Reader- Shampoo ObsessedAmerica x Reader- Shampoo Obsessed3 years ago in Romance More Like This
America x Reader
You plopped down on your couch. You were holding a shampoo bottle in your right hand, and you flicked the cap open with your thumb. You brought it up to your nose, and inhaled the aroma of the liquid inside. You smile. It was a delightful smell. 'Jasmine..' You inhale more of the soft and delicate aroma.
Nobody, and you mean NOBODY, knew about your obsession with shampoo. Not with the shampoo itself, but with the smell. You have whole boxes of different-smelling ones under your bed. Everyday during your freetime, you'd take a bottle from a box, and inhale it for hours. You didn't know if it was bad for your health, but you didn't care. Today, you were sniffing at an Oscar Blandi Jasmine Shampoo.
You never use your shampoo collection for your hair, though. You used them strictly for smelling. Your current favorite was the L'Oreal Blueberry Smoothie shampoo for kids. For your hair, you use the Head an
TrustLook how the EarthTrust1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
aimlessly follows the sun;
Running in circles
to end the same place
365 days later
for the sun is older,
the sun is bigger,
the sun is hotter
And maybe this is why
we blindly follow
these kinds of people too;
We look up at the sky
and trust the sun too
How do you say goodbye?How do you say goodbye?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Three days after you started to die,
when it was just you and me,
and while your tongue roamed restlessly
inside your drooping mouth,
I asked how
do you say goodbye?
Do we hold hands -
your baby-soft grip already receding back
and out to sea, with the winking
calm of a rip laying itself
flat, while the surges of your fasiculations
in the shallow grooves of your ribs.
Do we say the words we already know -
I can see the delay
of words from your brain to your tongue,
and your sunken chest
heaving with measured words and
Do I study your face, to remember -
of your eyes are already drifting
half to sleep,
your waterlogged body bobbing, undecided
on the sea or the clouds.
Devotion~ England X Reader~ Chapter 9Feliciano has just arrived, canvas and paints in his arms.Devotion~ England X Reader~ Chapter 93 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In place of a lacy brocade coat and fine clothes, he is wearing a plain off-white blouse and dusty breeches. He looks suprisingly easy-going, thumping me merrily on the back and almost skipping through the halls. With a sigh I follow him, and he observes all the rooms with his vivid amber eyes. "I think you'll look good outside~" He chirps, grabbing my arm and tugging me towards the rose gardens once we're out the back doors; what a coincidence, considering the place we're going is one of my favourites in the whole manor.
Once he's set up his equipment, he guestures for me to sit on one of the carved stone benches. He comments about my eyes being captivating for a moment, pausing to look at me more sincerely as I myself admire the abudant growth of peach Judas roses flowering in the lush green background behind me. Indeed, it is a rather enchanting little place. I let out a little delighted chuckle too, realising I'v
Red, White, and Prussian Blue: Chapter 2You shivered as you wrapped your cloak tighter around you. The biting wind tore through it easily as your father drove his wagon full of supplies. You perked up when you saw Valley Forge showing up in the distance. Your grin slowly faded when you finally saw the camp. It looked miserable. Your heart clenched in sympathy as you saw some men walk out of their so called 'cabins' in sad excuses for shoes. Some of them didn't even have shoes.Red, White, and Prussian Blue: Chapter 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your father pulled up to a cabin toward the front. You looked around again. You didn't know what was louder, the wind or the hacks and coughs of the sick men. Your father got off the cart and said, "Stay here. I reckon that this is the first supply wagon these men have seen in a few weeks."
You frowned. Your father let you read the letter Mr. Franklin sent to him. These men were barely surviving. You suddenly heard some yelling from nearby. You looked to see a bigger looking man yelling at a group of men. He was speaking German. Your eyebrow quirked at
A lovely evening (EnglandxReader) Part 1 Ring RingA lovely evening (EnglandxReader) Part 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up at a Saturday morning. It was sunny outside and also warm. You didn't want to come out of your warm bed,but the phone kept on ringing and ringing. You finally got up and walked to the phone. ".....Hello?" You slowly said. "Hello (Name)! It's a nice day,is it not?" The caller seem cheerful. You blinked a few times to process what's going on. Then you realized, the caller was none other than England. He was your best friend and crush.
"....Hello?" "Ah! Sorry England. I'm a bit slow today.....I just woke up" You quickly answered. "But (Name).....it's already noon." England stated. You looked at the clock on the wall. It was 12:01pm. "Whoa! I didn't know!" You heard England chuckle a bit.
"No worries,love. You can come over and I'll make something for you." Going over to England's house? Sweet~ you happily thought. "Sure! I'll come over as soon as I dress up!" With that,you quickly hung up before he could answer and dressed up.