The fair EnglandxReader part oneAh, the last day of summer break. A bittersweet day for most, a time for last hurrahs, parties, and whatnot.The fair EnglandxReader part one2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Today for me though, was filled with nothing but joy. My summer vacation had pretty much sucked; all I did was go to one birthday party. One party! Don't get me wrong, I had fun and all. But when my summer vacation promised so much more fun, like my dad taking me out of the country for the first time in my life, a party seems pretty small.
I don't like to sound spoiled, but I've been bothered by this quite a bit. I've stayed up late thinking about it, nearly shed some tears over it... It's occupied my mind a lot, to put it simply. I was going to college tomorrow, for Pete's sake! This should be the best break ever!
But today... Today was going to be different! My best guy friend, Arthur, was taking me to spend the day with him at a renaissance fair.
I don't know what it is about this time period that fascinates me so much. I think it may have started when I went to Medieval Ti
Pinkie Prefers her Pasta Plain...Itching eyes never lie, but that day Pinkie Pie stuck her hoof in the wrong one. It was, as she was about to learn, one of those very special anything-can-happen days, one of those days when the wake-up itch was in the wrong eye. She soon found the right one and gave it a vigorous rubbing, really digging her hoof in to get the itch out of there. Big brilliant blotches of pastel danced across her drunken vision as she sat up in bed and fluttered both her eyes at the room.Pinkie Prefers her Pasta Plain...2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Somewhere in the mess of her tangled tail, under several layers of soft, warm blankets, something stirred from its rest and began poking about in earnest. Pinkie giggled as her little bed fellow nudged and napped playfully at her flank. She threw the blankets aside and pulled out the young alligator, holding it high and nuzzling its snout. "Time to wake, Gummy! My right eye is all itchy-twitchy today, and you know what that means!" The pink pony put on her widest, most toothy smile as she batted her bright blue eyes at
Je Vous Anch'io Ti Amo (Hetalia AU) Ch04Je Vous Anch'io Ti Amo (Hetalia AU) Ch042 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was a sudden knock at the door that got Matthew back into the living; he was awoken by a rather firm one at that. Pushing himself up, he looked out the window and saw Alfred standing there with a rather annoyed person. Odd, wasn't Alfred supposed to come back tomorrow? So why was he at the door?
With his curiosities alone, Matthew got off the couch, knowing that Arthur was now in the kitchen preparing dinner, and answered the door. He looked up at the woman that was standing there, her shocked expression on her face. Oh, this must be Alfred mother, he guessed. For just a second he looked into her eyes, her green eyes that seemed to have warmness written in them, before retreating to Arthur.
The woman watched this boy return with Arthur, hiding behind his leg. Arthur looked at the lady, hugging her, "Elizaveta! Oh love, how I missed you! How was the business trip?!"
Elizaveta laughed, kissing her husband on the cheek, "Very good! Also, hope you don't mind, but I picked up THIS one he
England X Reader: Ring around the RosieEngland X Reader: Ring around the Rosie2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England X Reader: Ring around the Rosie
“Ring around the Rosie, a pocket full of posies,
ashes, ashes, they all fall down”, you gently sung.
“__________, what are you singing”, England asked rather
seriously, as if he found some kind of annoyance to it.
“Ring around the Rosie”, you replied, wondering what might
have ticked him off.
“Please… do not sing that song in my presence”, he
sternly spoke as he continued reading his book.
“That’s mean…”. Your voice sounded upset and childish. It made you wonder
what was so wrong with singing such a song. Maybe it was too childish or baby
like to be singing it? This, you weren’t sure. As you huddled to yourself and
moaped, England raised his bushy brows from his book and looked at you in
the corner like a toddler who just got sent to time out.
“I’m sorry for being rude __________. But that
song is quite an offense to sing so happily.”
Let Me Live - Chapter One: BeginningsLet Me Live - Chapter One: Beginnings6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Let Me Live
Chapter One - Beginnings
It was the first week of May, 1983 and the weather was particularly chilly for Spring in Raccoon but more-so in the Arklay Mountains. A particular man seemed to stand out like a sore thumb on the hiking trail to anyone or anything that may have seen him.
He was standing there dressed in a turtleneck sweater, slacks, and dress shoes with a pair of black sunglasses that covered his blue-grey eyes which left him completely covered head to toe in black.
However, anyone that truly knew this particular man by the name of Albert Wesker knew that he appeared to be incapable of purchasing any sort of attire that was not black.
Of course given the time of the day, nobody would see me let alone see any possible trails leading back to the laboratory.
On a hiking trail against patchy spots of blindingly white snow, a cream coloured Polaroid Amigo camera loosely dangled from a blue strap around his neck, he hiked up and do
Do mankind make their own choice?Do mankind make their own choice?Do mankind make their own choice?2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It has been said that 65% of the people do not make their own choice.
For example, in an experiment - two men were asked to sit in two separate rooms with one man seated with a doctor.
The man seated with the doctor was asked by the doctor to press the button to shock the man.
The doctor promised, "Do not worry. I will take full responsibilities."
65% of the people pressed the button knowing that will not take full responsibilities.
This was just like World War II.
The German Trial.
I was on trial. My testimony seemingly just like a lie.
My comrades say that the main "heads" of the Nazi Party had ordered them, commanded them and that they only followed order. That got them a lower punishment, or sometimes - no punishment at all.
I was told to say the same thing. Every soldier was.
I had no choice.
I was forced.
I was told to obey orders my whole life.
Mankind could not make their own choice at the time.
And they might never be able to.
CrumblingCharacters in this work are property of their respective owners, I do not own any of them, and do not intend to make any sort of profit off of this work.Crumbling3 years ago in Drama More Like This
This My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic fanfiction involves shipping. If you don't know what that means, please go read up on it at http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/Shipping before reading.
If you are made uncomfortable by ANY form of romance between ANY two intelligent beings, this fanfiction may not be to your liking. Continue only with caution.
And now, on with the show:
The setting sun spread an orange glow over the landscape, mounds of broken stone casting long shadows over the ruins of a long forgotten city. Celestia stood in what had once been a plaza; the stone beneath her hooves was still mostly flat, though long, jagged cracks ran through it. The alicorn took a deep breath and released it in a slow sigh as she stared at the steps that she could not bring herself to ascend.
They were in good condition, compared to
YouTube meets Ragnarok Online"Have you ever wished upon a shooting star, just praying for your journey to go well and to meet a lot of new friends?"YouTube meets Ragnarok Online6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Miimloo sat on a rock, watching the night sky that seemed to reach on for eternity. A quiver with Silver Arrows was hung on her shoulder, and a Gakkung Bow laid next beside her.
"I think that's a beautiful thougt", Shardin said. "It's rare for people to have reasonable dreams nowadays." He took up his lute and started playing "Assassin in the sunset" on it, but was quickly interupted by BlackWorufu. "Bah, I've already got the friends I need! What I'm looking for is that rare Angelic Cardigan I've heard so much about! The Super Novices would buy it at any price!" She smirked and hugged her Baphomet doll. "Not to mention THESE little pretties! Every kid is going to want one of my cute dolls, and I'll make their parents pay a fine prize for them!"
"That's a less beautiful thougt." Shardin said, putting down his lute. "You're a moneywhore, Blacky."
"Don't call me Blacky!!
Rock n' Roll and MistletoeRock n' Roll and MistletoeRock n' Roll and Mistletoe2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ugh! I can't believe this!"
You were standing outside in the shin high deep snow in front of your house, waiting for the guys. The street was deserted save for a few cars trapped by snow. You stood there in a long, thick, warm coat that only helped so much since underneath you wore (party clothes that aren't warm). Thus you were freezing. You had on snow boots and in your hand was your favorite matching shoes. Strands of hair whipped wildly around your face.
"Where are those idiots?! I can't BELIEVE they are leaving me hanging like this!" you grumbled jumping up and down to warm yourself.
The sound of crunching snow reached your ears and you saw a dark van roll on down the street. Sprayed on the side of it was various artists work in a colorful array. As it stopped in front of you the drivers window rolled down and a blond head stuck it's head out.
"Sorry we are late love. These daft cows held us up." Arthur, aka
Omega Zero MK II ProfileImage: http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/1958/meikatanacharging.pngOmega Zero MK II Profile5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Name: Omega Zero MK II
Physical Age: 19
Mental/AI Age: 21
History: Omega Zero MK II is the Copy Zero from X2, rebuilt, upgraded, and rejuvenated by Dr. Weil for a second Omega Zero... This one, however, has a hastily made AI that gave him his own free will, resulting him in developing his own love for peace and caring about others. Weil deemed him a failure and for the most part, cast him aside, making his childhood (He had one since the rejuvenation process used to remove rust and such turned him into a child as well), a living hell from abuse. He, despite her not knowing it, rescued Ciel when she was a young girl in Neo Arcadia, and fell in love with her when they crossed paths shortly after the Ragnarok incident (Omega spent the time after he saved her to after MMZ4 in stasis). He has a great level of rivalry with Zero, whom he was created to kill, but for the sake of Ciel, their p
The WarriorsThe Warriors7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tio batch 107, demolition specialist: created 17 months after the Kamino rebellion. He was created with his brother Tio 892, he was a weakling among other demo specialists. And much more kind than he is to this day. But after a fight with his supreme officer a medical condition never noticed by the Kaminion doctors was instantly fixed . Witch later caused him to become a cocky, womanizing, brute. Though he sometime showed the signs of a true gentle man
Tio batch 892, sniper and clone assassin: created 17 mounths after the Kamino rebellion. he was his younger brothers body guard at times. But soon after the f
Fun with Rockman 9---Questionaire--Fun with Rockman 95 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yuki: Welcome to Questionaire! Atlas isn't here so... I'm the hostess~! Now our victims... er... guests are Harpuia and Phantom!
Harpuia: -arms folded-
Yuki: That was... um... a nice intro. Now to the question of the week. Are you two a couple? -is very serious-
Harpuia and Phantom: ...The hell?
Harpuia: Are you even serious about this?
Yuki: Yes. I'm very serious. What nickname did you give to Phantom? Phan-Phan?
[To be continued]
---What if... 3--
Sigma: TIEM TO USE MAH ULTIMATE WEAPON! -shines his head with oil-
Zero: AHHH MY EYES!!!
---Gender Issues 1--
Lumine: Like, omigawd. You see that kid? He's like so damn cute, y'know?
AC: Brotherhood OC TemplarAC: Brotherhood OC Templar4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Name: Saint Omicidio la Morte
Height: 6' 3"
Time period: Renaissance
Hair: (Colour and length) Shaved Head, no hair
Assassins, Templars or neutral?: Templar
Strengths: Brute Strength, Stamina, Heavily Armored
Weaknesses: Low Sight, due to mask, slower due to armour.
Clothing: Heavily plated body, helmet,
Physical Characteristics: (What so they look like?) Moderately Tall, muscular, vain
Weapon: (What do they fight with? A blade maybe or fists?) Broadsword, but advanced gear is Long Sword
Fighting Style: Engaged combat, by starting it first, not very effective in chases.
Profession: Overseeing other Templar agents for Cesare
Fears: (What are they afraid of?) Being alone, wide open spaces
Goals: Stop all assassin conduct in Italy
Habits: Prayer, Sacrificing Assassins to God
Personality: Very commanding but not to talkative.
Flaws: He has a soft spot for water (hydrophobia)
Peculiarities: (What makes them unique? Why are t
Fun with Rockman 10---Questionaire [With Harp and Phan]--Fun with Rockman 105 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yuki: No seriously.
Harpuia: I'll kill you before Zero. -grabs his sabers-
Yuki: This isn't good.... =.="
[Few moments later.... BEEP]
Harpuia: Thank you for the show.
[Harp and Phan leave the stage. Yuki's hidden somewhere]
Serpent: Your beauty has pierced my cold heart.
---Gender Issues 2--
Yuki: Hey, Ashe and Grey...
Grey and Ashe: Hm?
Yuki: What happened if there's a glitch about your gender when you A-Trans back to your normal selves?
Yuki: -clings onto Vorsillion- DON'T LEAVE US!
Vorsillion: I have too!
Yuki: -bags him- Now you have to stay! -evil laughter and carries the Vorsillion bag off to somewhere-
Halo: T'was The Night...Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the baseHalo: T'was The Night...7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Not a Spartan was stirring, not even for Grace
The stockings were all hung in the mess hall with care
In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there
The Spartans were nestled all snug in their beds
With visions of Grunts getting sniped in their heads
And Halsey in jammies, and Mendez a cap
They all settled down for a long winters nap
When out in the fields there arose a great clatter
They sprang from their bunks to see what was the matter
Away to the window Kelly flew like a flash
Abby and Pyper to the guns in a dash
The moonlight shone brightly upon the snow
Giving the sparkle of day to tanks below
When, what to Vins wondering eyes should appear
But a Covenant Battleship, the Unforgiving Seer
With a few banshee fliers, so shifty and quick
Chiko knew in a moment it wasnt St. Nick
Faster then eagles, through the night they came
John shouted and ordered his soldiers by name,
Go, Tabby! G
Where can we find our peace state of mind?Where can we find the peace state of mind?Where can we find our peace state of mind?2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Do we find it in our conscious?
Do we find it in our subconscious?
Do we find it in our mind?
Or do we find it in our heart?
Or do we find it in our soul?
I tend to find my peace state of mind in my soul. I shut my eyes and look deep down to find that my soul is quiet. My heart becomes calm. I look upon my past, and my heart breaks – break upon half. I fail to seek my humanity. Losing my humanity the first time around was easy; I didn't know what was going on. It was as if darkness had absorbed me and torn me apart right when milliseconds were running by. My heart raced, jumped and screamed for help, but the shallow water still consumed me to nothingness. I tried to find my heart, but it was too broken to pieces to be found. I tried to regain myself, and gather what I had. But in the end, I found that I had nothing of nothing. I tried to survive the best that I could with my half of a dead heart, but I had no more faith. I couldn't believe any
And Then, It Was World War IIIHow could it come to this? How could the greatest country in the world, the Hero himself, be reduced to such a pathetic pile? His hair was a mess, his glasses were crooked, and that glint of arrogance and pride had vanished from his eyes. He had no money. He had no military. The greatest country in the world had collapsed overnight. He didn't even wear his fancy Air Force One jacket anymore, because he had to sell it.And Then, It Was World War III4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was depressing, indeed, to see the Hero on his knees, knocking on England's door with a weak fist.
"England ! England, open up, please!" he wailed desperately. When England opened the door, he sounded annoyed at first.
"America, I told you countless time not to bother me" And it was then he noticed his little brother's condition. His eyes widened in shock as America gribbed his pant legs, close to tears.
"England, you have to help me! Everything everything is gone! I lost all my money, and China won't give me loans anymore! My military can't
FwR 4Fun with Rockmant Prt. 4FwR 46 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Journal Entry: Thu Nov 6, 2008, 4:57 PM
Atlas: Welcome back everyone! -yawns- My mind is dead right now.
Yuki: -brings in a bunch of DVDs and humming-
Atlas: What's with all the CDs?
Yuki: -smiling- It's prono.
Atlas: ?! -steps back with a grim look-
Yuki: -Evil laughter-
Omega: -chasing after Yuki-
Vorsillion: -gets dragged in by Omega-
Atlas: ... -resisting urge-
Yuki: -runs with Dvds-
Atlas: ... Is this really a game show?
---Extras for the Questionaire---
... Mind is dead right now...
---Return of 'X Has a Bra?'---
Atlas: Why do the robots have underwear instead of pants?
Yuki: They're sexy like that.
X: -walks in, looks and turns around-
Yuki: -pointing at X with hyperness- IT'S IT'S THE FAMOUS CROSSDRESSER!
X: -slaps face and grumbles- What are you doing here?
Atlas: What are you doing with a bra?
X: It is not a bra! It is an armor!
Atlas: Suuure... It's really 'manly' of you.
Yuki: Can I call you 'Mommy' now?
---Axl's Manliness #2!---
How Eskimo and Cherokee metHow Eskimo and Cherokee met4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Cherokee's breath was shallow, she felt weak but she had to keep going.
Deeper into the mountains She thought to herself desperately. America was trying to get rid of her and her family. Take away their tongues make her like him. She refused like much of her family.
Cherokee hissed in pain as another person that was of Cherokee blood and from her part of the people died due to the hands of an American soldier. She coughed up blood as one by one she could hear the screams of terror as children were being taken away from their families the old and weak where dying in the snow and the young warriors were being shot.
I feel so tired. Cherokee thought falling to her knees not feeling the slow on the ground and now realizing that these mountains she did not know.
I feel so cold. Cherokee thought too tired to shiver from the blistering cold.
Am I dying?
Then for Cherokee everything went black. Went she slowly awoke later she felt warm and comfortable.
Nie zawsze mozna wygrac [PL]Nie zawsze mozna wygrac [PL]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
German version (original): » Man kann nicht immer gewinnen
Nie zawsze można wygrać
Piasek ustępował pod jego stopami skrzypiąc jak sypki śnieg. Z trudem brnął w górę kolejnej wydmy pociągając za sobą cugle konia. Pustynia, za dnia duszący, rozżarzony piec, nocami racząca dotkliwym zimnem, była dla niego obszarem, do którego jeszcze nie przywykł. Wolałby teraz przebywać w puszczy Brokilonu lub na zielonych bezkresach Dol Blathanny. Jednakże był wiedźminem, łowcą potworów do wynajęcia, dzięki mutacjom odpornym na choroby i niewrażliwym na pogodę. Jego mlecznobiałe włosy – obok sztucznie ulepszonej sylwetki, pełnej kontroli pracy źrenic i ciele wytrenowanym z myślą o walce mieczem, tylko jeden z efektów ubocznych odbiegającej od ludzkiej fizjologi – niemalże lśni
Fun with Rockman 11---Welcome Back Atlas... and who??? ---Fun with Rockman 115 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Atlas: It's good to be back!!!!
Yuki: Omigosh!!! -tackle glomps-
Rhea: Why am I here?
Lavian: -hides behind Rhea-
Yuki: -Stares at the little girl-
Artimys: Did a boy rape you?!
Rhea: OMG, wait no!
Atlas: She got married...
Artimys: OMG! You didn't tell me!!!! NO! I'm a failure as a parent! -emo corner-
Rhea: Oh come on.... -sigh-
Lavian: Where's Onii-chan? -Cute innocent squeaky voice-
Yuki: -falls in love with Lavian and hugs her-
Artimys: Uh oh... -stare-
Rhea: -Stomps on Yuki's head- She's your clone? -pissed-
Artimys: Uh... Yeah....
Atlas: WHERE'S THE PARTY?!
Artimys: -disappear and comes back with two bags-
Rhea: What the-?
Lavian: MOOMMMYYYY!!! There's a monster in there!!!! -runs behind Atlas-
Yuki: -smiling- It's OMEGA!
Lavian: -cries in fear-
Artimys: -toss the bag at Atlas-
Lavian: -screams and runs away-
[Out came Vorsillion and Omega]
Atlas: -kicks Omega away and hugs Vorsillion-
FwR 3Our Mind is Dead FwR 3FwR 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Journal Entry: Mon Oct 27, 2008
Atlas: Welcome back everyone! We're glad that everyone's here.... -yawns-
Yuki: -comes in with a very large heavy bag- Hi, Atlas!
Atlas: -sees something in the bag moving and backs away- What the hell? What's in there?
Yuki: -smiles evilly- Are you sure you wanna know?
Cial: Where's Vorsillion?!
Atlas: Let's get the pitch fork!!!111!!!111!! eleven... [the pitchfork is an inside joke]
Omega Zero MKII: The hell?!
Yuki: -looks at OZ- Heeeyyy!!!! Guess what's in the bag~!
Atlas: DEAR GOD! GIVE HIM SOME AIR!!!
Yuki: -whimpers- Okay.... -lets Vorsillion out-
Vorsillion: -coughs violently-
Cial: OMIGAWD!!!! -in shock-
OZ MK II: What the hell?! -steps back-
Yuki: Let's get the pitchfork now~!
Vorsillion: What the-?!
Atlas: -stares- He's purple....
Yuki: I know...
Atlas: I LOVE YOU!!!! -runs and bear hugs him with hearts flying around-
OZ MKII: They didn't ask a question.
Fun with Rockman 15---A Year Old Celebration--Fun with Rockman 155 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yuki: -dances- YAYZ~! EM0's nearly a year old here~!
Artimys: -drinking beer with Kitsune- Thatzzzgud~!
Kitsune: -laughing- You can't keep up with me.
Nekki: YOU PROMISE THERE WOULDN'T BE ANY ALCOHOLIC DRINKS HERE!
Arti and Kit: You said 'vodka' only.
Kai: ... Scary.
Kyn: -sitting next to Ziros-
Artimys: -pushes him to Omega MK II-
Omega: ?! YU-!!!
Artimys: -kicks him in the stomach- You two look kinda cute~!
Artimys: -paperfans Omega-
----Kinda lost it--
Artimys: -evil laughter- Ware ni... What was that line again?
Vorsillion and Omega: -facepalm-
---Thoughts about Leviathan--
Ain't she damn sexy?!!
---Cross OVER~! --
Atoli: PEACE! LOVE! MOON TREE-!
Leviathan: -tosses a boulder at Atoli-
---Men in BLACK--
Omega MK II: ....
Artimys: WHOA! TWO EMO KIDS STRAIGHT IN A ROW!!
Haseo: Why you-!!! -takes out his twin blades-
Omega: -charges up an Omega Beam-
Baldur's Gate: Prelude - In the Cover of DarknessIt was of the year 1349 when a heavy downpour drenched the mighty citadel of Candlekeep. It was a day much like any other with a storm that was not uncommon along the bluffs of the Sword Coast. What was uncommon was the horse-pulled wagon that wobbled along the eastern road.Baldur's Gate: Prelude - In the Cover of Darkness7 months ago in Drama More Like This
The mud made the traveling difficult and the hooded canvas kept its occupants relatively dry. Only the driver suffered the weather. What made this scene odd was its arrival at such an ungodly hour of the night and in such conditions. Candlekeep was but a stronghold of knowledge with considerable entry fees. Whoever transverse the lands thusly was a desperate lot indeed.
The main gates opened when the guards spotted their arrival from afar. Emerging forth was a slender armored figured accompanied by a somewhat heavy-set fellow bearing a hooded lantern.
The wagon came to a halt several yards from them and the stout fellow came trumping forward, feet slapping up puddles