Phan - Italy Adventure (Part 1)The room was ridiculously hot, Phil had been lying in bed for the past five hours and sleep had not yet taken him. He checked the clock next to his bed once more: 4:12, the boys had decided to have an early night since the weather was too stuffy to go out and all they'd really do anyway was get drunk for the 10th time in a row, none of them really felt up to doing it again. So Dan and Phil had gone off into the room they were sharing and PJ and Chris went off into the adjoining one, as far as Phil could tell they had all had no trouble getting to sleep. This bothered him.Phan - Italy Adventure (Part 1)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Phil let out a sigh and kicked the thin cover off of him, even with just his boxers on he was still sweating. He grabbed the remote next to his clock and pointed it at the air conditioning unit above the door to the room, cranking the fan speed up to maximum. He then heard a small chuckle coming from the bed next to him and let out a small yelp, sitting up straight and scanning the room he realised that Dan had been w
America x Reader x Country: RegretAmerica x Reader x Country: Regret3 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
America x Reader x Country Intro
This is a story that goes along with my recent fanfiction, America x Reader: Angst.
You were currently driving to the _(preferred way to travel)_, whilst ignoring the buzzing of your phone, each buzz indicating a new text message. For the past two weeks, it's always been the same routine; particularly when it came to Al-...to him. Those calls he makes for you, left on the answering machine, or the many texts he sent you, nonstop. You ignored them all…ignored him. Especially him...what he said to you that day...
"You're right, it's not my fault. It is not even _(Random Bitch's Name)_ fault. It's your fault, ______." His voice rose in loudness, brimming with confidence. "You
Pandora Hearts X ReaderPandora Hearts X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oz has finally returned from Abyss. He has arrived with the B-Rabbit, so now we need our best people out to keep a close eye on him for capture," Zwei announced. "I will go to the old mansion with Doldum to wait there. The rest of you should make use of yourselves."
Oz's father was sitting stiff in a corner. "So the little brat returned? I can't wait to send that filthy beast back where he belongs."
Outside of the Baskerville meeting, a girl in a black hooded cloak listened carefully. She smiled maliciously. "So, the Baskervilles have word of Oz's return? That was fast."
She called her Chain, JJ, and they swiftly flew over the wall into the black sky to find Oz.
The girl did more than find Oz. She watched him closely, seeing if any signs of Jack were around him at all. She sighed, thinking of her old friend. Oz was so much like him, even down to the looks. She waited, patiently. If Oz were in any trouble, then and only then would she intervene. She would not interfere with any of
Friend, Leader.There will be no soft sounds this timeFriend, Leader.5 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
no arms, not mine at least
should've expect this, I guess, no “shh” can sooth your beast
and it was my problem once, that violence inside your eyes
bright red and high with death and pie, and rage that never dies
and I used to blame myself, then I blamed everybody else, but never you
cause you were just a messed up kid,
who'd step in it, get scared and sit,
and pray for goats and gods who would know what to forbid
and when you would reach out, well I'd run my big mean mouth and make it worse
And maybe I deserve that hurt,
destruction of my universe,
so if you've gotta beat somebody up don't make it her.
I'm sorry, I messed up, I'm not a leader anymore.
I'm sorry, I messed up, I'm not a leader.
Not a leader.
Not a leader, friend.
No more attempts to make you see, I tried, he succeeded, oh well
but what I can say to a girl who'd play with a noose of excuses until
her big wicked grin disappears in the smoke, and crack goes the rope pulled
I am AfraidI am afraidI am Afraid6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am afraid of everything
I am afraid of everyone
I am afraid of the ones who love me
I am afraid of the ones who do not
I am afraid of failing
but I am afraid of falling
I am afraid of being the worst
but I am afraid of being the best
I am afraid of the hatred
but I am afraid of the kindness
I am afraid of all of my emotions
but I am afraid of letting them be seen
I am afraid of not being heard
but I am afraid of speaking up
I am afraid of going unnoticed in the world
but I am afraid of having a voice
I am afraid of living
but I'm afraid of dying
I am afraid of what will happen to me
but I'm afraid of what won't
I am afraid of you.
I am afraid of myself.
I am afraid of everything.
I am afraid of everyone.
/Melody Relay/ 01.- Whipped Cream (Makoto)/Melody Relay/ 01.- Whipped Cream (Makoto)4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I WANT IT WITH WHIPPED CREAM ON IT! BABY! GIMME, GIMME, GIMME YOUR LOVE~ CAUSE I'M HUNGRY YOU CAN KEEP IT FROM ME, LORD KNOWS YOU GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH! BABY I…”
There he was. His little surprised gone unnoticed till I walked into the room, and flipped on the light switch settled on the wall near the door. What surprised me most causing me to throw the mail that was in my hands all over my apartment was not the fact he was half naked, straddling my bed whilst waving about a can of whipped cream. Oh no, no. That wasn’t the problem at all. In fact, it was quite adorable it made me squeal inside. The problem was, he found it necessary to sing that song along with pointing the whipped cream can towards me, with eyes I think could go unseen. Praise the lords, Makoto; you drive me up walls I have never seen before.
“I’M FIENDIN’ I KNOW YOU GOT YOUR REASONS FOR KEEPING IT TO YOURSELF! BUT YOU GOT, PLENTY HONEY, I DON’T THINK IT’
FakeHello, I smile with my best smileFake6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I try to be nice and polite
Like all the human kind
Truth to be told I don’t care
But I pretend
I know it’s not fair
But I’m not your lover, not your friend
I act and do my best to not sound fake
And not to allow any mistakes
My act is great
I perfected it
Hello, I shake your hand
I even give you a hug
And even call you a friend
Surrender, throw a white flag
Yay, you love and adore me
One heart is down
And one more time
I’m back on the run
I’m chasing the ghosts
Forgetting my friends
I knock at the devil’s doors
Shake with him hands
I’m cursed to never love
I’m cursed to be betrayed
I’m cursed to lose my soul
I’m cursed to be fake
[1/2] The Piece of Me. Reader x Makoto Tachibana[1/2] The Piece of Me. Reader x Makoto Tachibana8 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was almost impossible to convey to the 17 year old boy her feelings towards him without him misunderstanding. The phrase she finally got the courage to mutter to him, 'I like you', had took on a different meaning in his own mind - meaning only a sort of 'like' as a friend. 'You're a good friend', 'I'm glad we're friends', or 'I'm happy you're my friend' were probably accurate synonyms for Makoto's definition of 'I like you'.
The first time she confessed, he just smiled at her and pat her [h/c] hair. He accepted her feelings of friendship with a big heart and a ruffling of her hair. [Name] thought he felt the same and reached for his hand to lace her fingers with hers; Makoto glanced down at her, brows drawn in confusion as she grasped his hand.
"[Name]? What are you doing?"
"You...said you liked me, too...so, I thought that..."
"I do like you. You're a really good friend!"
There was a heartbreaking warmth in his tone that made [Name] cringe her hand away.
The Empty HouseIt had been a month since the funeral and The Fall and John had been trying to avoid 221 B. Baker Street. He stayed in his old flat that was smaller and more cramped than he had remembered. Perhaps he had gotten too used to and attached to the environment in Baker Street. One autumn day, however, something seemed to pull him back to the flat he tried so hard to forget about. He didn’t know what it was but he kept telling himself that perhaps his instincts of tidying up when Sherlock was gone was kicking in again. John tried to refuse the urge but he just couldn’t help himself. With that he dashed out of the cramped flat; hailed a cab; and drove to 221 B. Baker Street.The Empty House10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“ John!” gasped Mrs. Hudson as she opened the main door for her old friend in which she hasn’t seen since forever. Well at least it felt like forever. Time seemed to move slower now that Sherlock was gone. It was probably because of the la
The Girl Who Counted and The Man Who Can: Part 1 At first Sherlock insisted on living alone. After the fall Molly always asked if he’d like to move in with her. He denied the offer yet the girl said it would still and always remain. Now, Sherlock couldn’t head back to 221 B. that’s for sure. He just couldn’t face John after all of that. The police would probably recognize him and warrant an arrest if he tried sneaking into The Yard, despite his big magic trick. And Mycroft... well... he’d rather not. Too much history between the two. Sherlock, however, had to be alone because of an urgent matter. Even though Jim was now dead his snipers were still lurking about. Just as he suspected. Each and every one of them were dirty players, just like their master. Luckily, due to vigilant watches and sleepless nights in the filthy streets and sewers of London the consulting detective managed to take each and every one of Moriarty’s folloThe Girl Who Counted and The Man Who Can: Part 110 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Scrapbook“Boys!” Mrs. Hudson called out. “Boys I need to show you something!” There was no answer. The landlady let out an exhausted sigh. She really hated having to climb the dusty steps of Baker Street just to repeat herself. Sighing once more and taking the big and mysterious brown book in her arms Mrs. Hudson began to pace up the wooden steps.The Scrapbook9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
When she finally reached John and Sherlock’s floor she heard raised voices. “Oh dear.” she thought to herself. That doesn’t sound good. Luckily the door was unlocked, as always. If there was one thing Sherlock always forgot to do it was to lock his door. She remembered waving his finger at him for that when he was nothing but a lad. Of course he was too stubborn to listen.
Peeping her head in Mrs. Hudson gave another one of her sweet and cheery ‘yoo-hoo’s’. Sherlock rolled his eyes and let out a sigh. For som
Shinigami x reader - Pocky game (Renji)Sorry for the wait, guys...but I had too much to do this month. sorry it's short though...I apologise! :iconimsorryplz:Shinigami x reader - Pocky game (Renji)8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I-I TAKE IT BACK! I DON'T WANNA DO IT!" you change your mind
Rangiku pushed you closer to the park in the world of the living. You saw Renji staring into space up on a tree. He heard your voice and turned around to see Rangiku pushing you, who was right now flushed red. Renji got down the tree and walked over to you.
"What the hell are you two doing?" he asked.
"__________ wants to play pocky with you!" Rangiku shoved you into Renji's arm
"No I don't! I take it back! I wanna go back to my internet!" You pleaded.
"What are you two talking about?" Renji was confused.
"C'mon ___________. Do it quickly and you can get back to your internet quickly!" Rangiku snap her hands.
You sighed and pull out a pocky from the box. As you explained the game to your crush, Rangiku decided to go sho
The Next Morning11:02The Next Morning2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ms Hudson is coming up. Should I tell her we no longer need two bedrooms?
Go ahead. She's been waiting for us to become a couple since day one.
John I think something is wrong with her!
Why? What's going on?
She's squealing. Rather loudly.
Oh. Women do that. No big deal.
But she sounds like an injured pig.
I'm sure it is. Just don't tell her that.
You're really rude you know.
Doesn't seem to bother her. She's clapping her hands.
I knew she'd be happy.
Yes. She seems thrilled.
Made a rather odd comment though.
She's going to buy earplugs.
Oh my god.
I never though Ms Hudson would be so cheeky.
What's cheeky about it? Why does she need earplugs?
The walls are thin Sherlock.
So? The violin had never bothered her before.
[2/2] The Piece of Me. Reader x Makoto Tachibana[2/2] The Piece of Me. Reader x Makoto Tachibana8 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She stopped coming to watch the swim team practice after their misunderstanding, whenever he'd finish his laps for the Backstroke, she would always be there with a towel and words of encouragement or tell him little quirks he needed to work on to become a better swimmer. He never really realized how much hearing those words from [Name] meant to him until she left.
Nagisa, one of Makoto's friends, noticed a slight decline in his usually chipper and mother-hen-like attitude and that he was beginning to talk less and less recently. The blonde was smart enough to piece together that the dip in his attitude started at the same time [Name] stopped coming to watch them swim, meaning...
"Hey, Mako-chan; do you like [Name]?"
The question popped up in the locker-room as they were rinsing their bodies free from chlorine and changing back into their clothes; Nagisa had nearly ambushed him with a towel wrapped around his naked lower-half. Makoto blinked and stumbled back a few steps in surprise. Li
Free Style Reader Insert Ch.26 Pt.2: Rin MatsuokaFree Style Reader Insert Ch.26 Pt.2: Rin Matsuoka4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright. I-I like Rin!" The words seemed to blur out of your mouth.
Makoto and Nagisa gave one another shocked expressions and then looked back at you. You were afraid you had upset them, but they seemed thrilled.
"We had a feeling you still liked Rin." Makoto gave a bright smile.
"You don't think I made the wrong choice, do you?" You spoke up with a worried tone.
"It's alright, '_________'-chan! We can't stop you from how you really feel." Nagisa hugged you from the side.
"I'm just worried how Haruka will feel. We've done so much with one another that it feels like I betrayed him..." You sighed as you looked at him and Haruka.
"Haruka will understand, '___________'. He'll support you no matter what." Makoto placed one arm around your shoulder.
"Thanks you guys. I feel better." You smiled as Nagisa gave you another hug from the side and knocked you into Makoto.
The three of you stood up and Nagis
You're Having Lunch With MeIt had been about two weeks or so since Sherlock moved in with Molly Hooper. Yet somehow Sherlock still didn’t seem settled. Molly could understand though. It must have been quite hard for Sherlock even though he tried not to show it. For one he could never return to 221 B. Baker Street in a long while... or perhaps even forever. Who knows!? And that was his home after all. God knows how much that hurt to even thinking about not returning to where you belong. It must have been absolutely stinging. Sherlock had to also always keep on his toes every time he headed out in case of snipers. Luckily his new clothes acted as a disguise to him. But when with Molly he would resume to wearing his usual attire such as his long, black coat; purple shirt; long-sleeved white shirt; and blue scarf that had now been newly washed thanks to Miss Hooper. All she had to do now was patch it up. Unfortunately Sherlock didn’t know how toYou're Having Lunch With Me10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Free! OC Bio: Masami AomoriFree! OC Bio: Masami Aomori7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Masami Aomori
Nicknames: Potato, Shorty, Cutiepie, Shrimp
Meaning of name: From Japanese, (masa) "become" and (mi) "beautiful".
Height: 5’0 “Shortest in her class”
Weight: 95 lbs.
Occupation: High School Student, Iwatobi High School
Marital status: Single
Love interest: Makoto-Tachibana
Relatives: Itsuki Aomori (Mom), Mitsuo Aomori (Dad), Kade Aomori (Older Brother)
Relations: *will be edited over time*
Best Friends: Akane Hashimoto (deceased), Misaki Kitazono, Seiji Kentaro, Teppei Kenichi, Makoto Tachibana, Nagisa Hazuki
Friends: Tomomi Hayasaka, Hasegawa Tatsumi, Rei Ryugazaki, Rin Matsuoka, Haruka Nanase, Yuuta Yamamoto
Likes: Desserts, maid outfits, clothes, make-up, dancing, receiving compliments, lace/sparkly/shiny things, frilly skirts, lace, dying her hair, stuffed animals, jewelry, over-sized sweaters, anything pink, eating, getting hyper, and her friends.
Dislikes: acne, spicy foods, jump scares, fake frien
RinHaru: I Like YouTITLE: I'm SorryRinHaru: I Like You7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
TYPE: One Shot.
His thoughts were his enemies. He regretted everything he had ever done to the blue eyed swimmer. He regretted acting so selfishly towards the boy. He should have been more kind; He should have just accepted his obvious defeat. Of course, the crimson haired boy couldn't accept it. He was destined to be a winner- A winner that never loses to anyone.
That was where his selfish thoughts and needs kicked in. The urge to win controlled him. When he was younger, more na´ve, he didn't care for anyone else's feelings. He carried only for his pride. Now, he hated himself for having hurt his childhood friend- his Haruka Nanase
A bitter laugh escaped his lips that were slowly turning purple from the chilly water that surrounded him. He had no right to call the extraordinary swimmer his. If anything, they were rivals. Nothing romantic went on between them, much to the shark-toothed boy. If he could just find a way to make it up to Haru . . . He wou
park benchimagining who you have replaced her with,park bench1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
she is too aware of what her hands are doing
of the impossibly perfect face she has conjured
and her hair never does what she wants it to do.
she is too aware of what her hands are doing.
she's trying to make holding a cigarette look natural
and her hair never does what she wants it to do.
she pulls at it like a nervous child at their mother's hand.
she's trying to make holding a cigarette look natural,
just to annoy everyone who told her to quit.
she pulls at it like a nervous child at their mother's hand.
she waves away the clouds threatening to obstruct her vision.
just to annoy everyone who told her to quit
imagining who you have replaced her with,
she waves away the clouds threatening to obstruct her vision
of the impossibly perfect face she has conjured.
Kid x Soul: Is it 'uncool'? Chapter 4YAOI ALERT YAOI ALERT! THIS IS YAOI BOYXBOY IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEN GTFO! I DON'T OWN SOUL EATER ALTHOUGH IT WOULD BE AWESOME IF I DID!Kid x Soul: Is it 'uncool'? Chapter 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I looked at him and watched him. He was shaking. It hurt to see him like this. I watched him lift up his cup and take a sip of hot chocolate, he was drinking it all i could tell that he wanted to get away as fast as he could but i just wouldn't let him go with out telling me. He was still drinking the hot chocolate and i saw a bit of hot chocolate dribble down his chin, he quickly wiped it with a tissue still not daring to look at me. I thought that this silence could go on forever but i wouldn't mind because i'm with him.
"A-about a week ago i went to my mother and fathers house to go see how the were because i hadn't seen them in a while..." His voice was so shaky. I could see him starting to tear up again. "M-my brother, Wes, had been snooping round my bedroom and i-i had left my journal
Homestuck Dating Sim Project InfoHey guys, I know that my journals are almost never read by my watchers, with the exception of a few but I think that this might get your attention! DON'T WORRY THIS IS REALLY ABOUT A DATING SIM PROJECT.Homestuck Dating Sim Project Info2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
TO SAVE YOU MIND BLEED I'M LABLING TOPICS IN THIS SO YOU CAN SKIP AROUND.
Table of Contents:
1. Why this is being done
2. When this will be out
4. Can I work / or Help with this project to make this happen?
5. Spread the word
6.Comments, Questions, Concerns, ect.?
1. Why this is being done
Okay well I'm doing this because I for one, I am a girl who likes to go around like a idiot and piss my time away on poorly drawn dating sims, only to find that they are: Not finished / Canceled / Glitchy / Supposed to be crap. And honistly it pisses me off. Also there are none for Homestuck, despite how popular it is, and I figure that this would be a great project for the comming year.
2. When this will be out
I will start drawing the art when
Bleach-Arrancar x reader-Pocky game (Aizen)Aizen's version. I did my best to keep him in character I guess.Bleach-Arrancar x reader-Pocky game (Aizen)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You opened the huge doors in front of you. As it opens slowly, you walked in and close it quietly. You looked at the throne and notice Aizen was there, smiling down at you.
"__________, what brings you here?" He ask
"Well...I was bored and...wanna play a game?" you showed him the box of pocky.
You heard Aizen giggled (or chuckled, I don't really know the difference .-.) "___________, you definitely are the most playful person of all Las Noches.
"So...is that a yes or a no?" you raised an eyebrow.
"Alright. So long as it doesn't concern bothering the others." He agreed.
You fistpump the air (like this :iconFuckYeahAmericaplz: ) and used your sonido to dash up to his throne.
You explained how to play pocky and he seemed to not be bothered by it. He just...kept on smiling. Both of you bit the pocky and started eating. You two were really REALLY c