Human Giratina x Reader. Loneliness.Human Giratina x Reader. Loneliness.1 year ago in Romance More Like This
A seconds are hours. Minutes are days. Hours would be months. An Eternity has been spent here in the vast sea of emptiness. There is no sun. No sky. No wind. No light, only pitch black darkness. There’s no one else here, only me, and the emptiness. Being banished from my family. At least the ones I called family.
They were Palkia, Dialga, and Arceus.
But I am Giratina. Lord of the reverse world. I Protect this sacred world from others, but it’s lonely here.
Centuries ago, I grew tired of the form, I am trapped in. My so-called ‘Pokémon’ form. So I designed a new form one these inferior creatures are ‘Humans’. The form had white hair, with some streaks of black, and wore an outfit of my True form.
A new form, a new look, and now a new creature to be my friend. With the snap of these things called fingers, I created a portal to the Human and Pokémon world. Off on what people might call a ‘Journey’.
It appears I am in a ‘City
Solitude FeastSolitude Feast4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
MY LITTLE POEM
Ponies with Tristania
[Click here for the accompanying song]
Pastries left marred
Candlelit the night
For a party of lone reject
Her treats denied
Dismissed behind her back
They left her out
Upset she lies, caters the fest
Abandoned she feasts
They liked her, enjoyed her games and plays
Like leper now
Those backstabbers, liars,
Cowards, avoid her
Alone you're left
alone you're left alone you're left
alone you're left alone you're left
"Why won't they care without my friends I've nothing left "
Alone you're left you empty soul alone you're left you worthless soul
To fill the emptiness
She feigns the pain inside
Aching heart caters the fest
With puppet plays
Abandoned she feasts
Now castaway escape
Do I Know You? Pt 2 (America x Reader)Do I Know You? Pt 2 (America x Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed as you stirred your coffee, sitting by the dining table in your home, staring at a picture. You were pondering on the fishy circumstances of when you woke up a few days earlier in a white hospital room, that picture of a you and a guy your age eating a weird sort of candy with a snowy background the first thing you saw. You couldn't remember him, nor his name.
There was a man that sat next to you, on your bedside. He looked elated to see you awake, but mostly tired. When you asked him who the guy in the picture was, he told you he was your dead twin brother, that he died in the car crash that made you lose your memory. But you survived. He told you he was your father, and that he waited there, night and day for you to finally awake.
He looked old because of his wrinkles and his grayish hair, but he also looked familiar, so it made that statement truth-seeming. Since you didn't remember anything either, you believed him. He took you home, which wasn't your actual house. He gr
America x Reader- Traveling“How do you do that?!” I questioned yelling at the screen that said ‘Game Over’. My friend Alfred Jones had just beat me again at a video game. I agreed to stay over his place for awhile to hang out. He wanted to play video games with me and watch scary movies, nothing out of the ordinary. “Dude, I told you I’m the best video player ever!” He said confidently smiling and chuckling. “You must be using some sort of cheat code or somethin’” I complained. “What?_____, the hero would NEVER cheat!” He said sounding a bit hurt. Then after thinking Alfred said: “Okay, if you’re so upset about it. I’ll let you win next time.” “How is that supposed to make me feel better now that I know?!” I yelled. “Hmmm…. Guess I never really thought of that.” Then trying to change the subject he said. “So ______,” He started. “Yeah?” You questioned. You wAmerica x Reader- Traveling2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Italy X Reader-Late Night Pasta-RequestItaly X ReaderItaly X Reader-Late Night Pasta-Request2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Late Night Pasta
You stir in your bed and turn over your pillow for the millionth time. You had been peacefully sleeping for the past few hours until you suddenly awoke with a craving for pasta. But not just any pasta, Feliciano’s pasta.
You had know the Italian for a while ever since he moved next door to your apartment and you always loved it when he would cook you his favorite dish. He was gifted in any kind of pasta. You loved his spaghetti, fettuccini, manicotti, rigatoni, rotini, heck even his macaroni and cheese!
And just like his pasta you had fallen for the warm hearted Italian also. Everything about him was perfect. The way his accent pronounced words. How he seemed to always smile no matter what the situation. How he always called you “bella”. He was always so sweet to you. And he was VERY attractive physically also. His auburn hair with the strange yet cute curl on his head. His deep and beautiful honey eyes that you so rarely saw.
Austria x Reader: Dance with the DevilThe way the wooden floor creaked at the light steps you took, the feelings of that sweetly scented wind going through your body, and the sound of the music moving your body in perfect unison was all simply intoxicating. However, the person playing the music was simply more intoxicating. You knew Roderich Edelstein, by name only, but you knew everything about him, the way his expression changed at every note he played, how his fingers moved across the soft keys of the piano; you found yourself starring at him every day.Austria x Reader: Dance with the Devil3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yet you never could tell such a luxurious man your feelings. A mere dancer could never reach the status of Roderich. Therefore, you would translate your frustration through dance. His music would move your body to show how much you craved for him. Nevertheless, once the music would stop you'd clam up and become shy, thinking about him watching you was too much for you to even think about it.
"Alright ladies! In one week is our big performance in the Carnegie Hall! So, be
Hope Ch.13Hope Ch.134 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Looking for Ms.Riza was proving to be quite a challenge for Winry. She hadn't been inside Central Command for so long, and even back then surely she would get lost easily. As she was just about to give up hope and return to the automail wing, she rounded a corner and crashed into someone. Judging by how hard she ran in to him, she must have unconsciously increased her speed of walking in her haste to find Ms.Riza.
Rubbing her forehead, she began to look up, about to apologize, but that plan quickly dissipated when she saw his face.
"Ed?" she said, slightly breathless, a smile with a mix of joy and relief coming on her face," What are you doing back here? Did you finish what you had to do?" While talking, she was studying his face. Looking to see if what was bothering him earlier had gone away or if it had become a bigger problem. Somehow it was different. He had neither of those looks. He didn't have the look of someone who overcame their problem, or the look of someone who had a lot w
GreecexReader~ A Travel's EndUgh, another windstorm. You complained as you covered your eyes to avoid getting anything in your eyes. Your hood and robe whipped violently around you, causing your hair to whip around and gather sand. Across your body was a bag with all of your belongings.GreecexReader~ A Travel's End2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sitting on your right shoulder was a small mechanical crow, turned off for the moment. It seemed as though Heracles had left you for yet another nap. Sighing, you continued through the desert, leaving a small trail of footprints behind.
The never ending deadly heat radiated from the blazing sun caused more discomfort as you felt the amount of sweat on your body to increase. If you didn't find any source of water or shade soon, you knew you would die from the heat.
As you kept walking forward, you finally spotted the sight of a couple of buildings sticking out of the desert, marking the location of an ill fated city.
Suddenly, you could hear the sound of Heracles powering up the crow. The metal body started
Turkey x Reader 2What do you want from me?Turkey x Reader 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
You made it to your hotel and checked in without difficulty. After making it up to your room, you changed into a nice (fav color) t-shirt and jeans. You grabbed your phone and ear buds for music, and your wallet. You were going to at the very least look around for a bit. Grabbing your black jacket and room key, you left your hotel room.
You headed out to a nearby café. You ordered (fav drink) and calmly waited for it to be made. Out of the corner of your eye, you thought you saw Turkey. You quickly turned only to find that it was a trick of your imagination.
"Excuse me, Miss? Your drink is ready."
You turned, paid for, and grabbed your drink after thanking the cashier.
'Man, I must be seeing things today.'
You headed out to the park and found a quiet area. You sat down on the bench and took a sip of your drink. You let your thoughts wander, and they settle
AmericaxReader: Daddy is a Hero [Independence Day]You were walking around your new home. Alfred was out of the house picking out some fireworks with Sophie. The fourth of July was her favorite holiday mainly because it was her father’s birthday. You were making sure that everything was ready for the surprise party you were planning for Alfred. You were looking at the red, white and blue themed room when you heard a knock at the door. You looked through the peep hole seeing Arthur and Francis.AmericaxReader: Daddy is a Hero [Independence Day]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
With a smile you opened the door for Alfred’s cousin and friend.
“We got the cake.” Francis said with a cheerful smile like normal. You took the cake from him and placed it on the counter.
“So let me guess it’s a red, white and blue cake.” Arthur said standing next to you while you started to open the box.
“Of course.” you smirked.
“Figures.” Arthur said as he looked down at the cake shaped as the American flag.
Pirate!Spain x Reader ~ Until I die (Chapter 4)Pirate!Spain x Reader ~ Until I die (Chapter 4)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Antonio and I made it back to the ship.
The two of us were just sitting there, on the ship's deck, we weren't talking, we weren't even looking each other in the eyes. I had found some bandages in the back of the ship and started treating Antonio's wounds. They weren't as bad as they looked like, but the wounds were still pretty deep and they looked like it hurt. Antonio was very lucky that those drunk pirates from the bar didn't kill him and all that trouble for a stupid treasure map. It wasn't even like Antonio was a real pirate, or something!
"Idiot." I said, while wrapping the bandage around Antonio's injured arm. "Why do you always have to do these kind of stupid things! And don't get me started on stealing! Seriously, when are you going to find a job and actually buy stuff?! You know how dangerous the world is? If you don---"
"Are you done?" Antonio interrupted me.
I looked up and saw that Antonio wasn't smiling, which
France x Reader: The Benefactor Part 2Most women would become more nervous as a dinner with the rich and handsome Francis Bonnefoy neared. You were not like most women. As the minutes passed and time was running short, you became more and more infuriated. You had remembered during your walk home that you wrote Mr Bonnefoy – whom you assumed was an old man, at the time – a thank-you letter months ago. The college had suggested you make the letter personal, because their sponsors liked to hear about who received their money. So, you had written all about your abusive family and your awful childhood. No doubt he would go snooping through the letter again before dinner.France x Reader: The Benefactor Part 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
You tied your (h/c) hair back in a neat braid – being a baker, it became a habit to keep your hair tied back. You dressed in a skirt and blouse. Nothing too fancy. You didn't want to encourage Francis Bonnefoy to pursue you; you had enough on your hands already.
Estimating that you had enough time to do some baking, you start
FrancisxReader: MistakenToday you were planning on meeting your childhood friend Francis. It had been nearly seven years since the two of you last saw each other. Your mother bumped into at a store and she gave him your number. You hated when your mother would give your number out to boys she would meet. But in this case you were happy she handed out your number. You missed your childhood best friend.FrancisxReader: Mistaken2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were standing outside of a flower shop waiting for Francis to arrive. He knew what you were going to wear your favorite ____ colored dress. ‘I wonder what’s taking him so long?’ you thought to yourself while long for the man.
“_______?” you heard someone calling your name. Turning around you saw someone with a blond hair pushed in a ponytail walking towards you. You stared at the person before she looked just like Francis so you knew it had to be his sister.
“Francine, I haven’t seen you in years.” you said with a smile. The woman’s bright blue
GilbertXPregnate!readerGilbertXPregnate!reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You opened your eyes and sat up groaning at a pain in your back. The fact that you were pregnant didnt help that either. Gilbert Beilschmidt was your husband of one year, he walked in and put his hand on your back Guten Morgen mein beautiful little mama Birdie, He smiled and rubbed you stomach tenderly And good morning to you mein little birdie. he gave your round belly a kiss and then your soft lips. You chuckled hugging him softly Good Morning Gilbert. Gilbert smiled rubbing your hair softly Did you sleep good mein leibe? you groaned again your back hurting more Actually Gilbert I didnt, the baby has been kicking almost all night and my back is killing me. you leaned back into the pillows and huffed softly rubbing your back. Gilbert smiled softly pulling you up close to him I guess our little Birdie is just as energetic as her papa huh? he laughed his signature kesesese and gave you a kiss on the chee
Germany-x-Reader Nightmares Ch. 1You walked down the stairs of Ludwig’s house. How long are you here now? One year to be exact, right? You chuckled as you remembered how you met your dearest German.Germany-x-Reader Nightmares Ch. 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
[Y/n] walked through the city, towards her favourite pub. Sniffing in the scent of the streets, she sighed. Sometimes she hated the smell of cars. Suddenly a man stood in front of her. He wore a white shirt, a black pants and black shoes. Normal from that point, but his hair was very long and had a braid in it. His expression was stern. Some scars tore as canyons through his face. His eyes were icy blue, and he had a frown. His mouth was pulled into a straight line and his jaw was strong. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, [y/n] felt recognition. But she couldn’t place it.
‘W- what do you want, sir?’ [Name] asked.
‘I need you zo zake care of my sons.’ Came the answer, soaked in German accent.
[Y/n] stared at him with a blank expression.
The man sighed. ‘I am Germania, and I nee
Chocolate Please- Germany x Reader ficChocolate Please- Germany x Reader fic4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany X Reader fic
Probably three shots of chapter or less, it depends though.
Day 14 of January
You wrote on your journal about what happened today. Jotted down about how lucky you were today because you were referred to a new job. You were fired yesterday because of an incident in where you worked. Your co-worker lied and pointed the accident to you and told that you are at fault in which where you are totally clueless and not present at that time.
You are not allowed to explain and defend yourself. Your boss immediately fired you and asked you to leave the place pronto.
Seeing no point to continue further, you left immediately.
Now in writing the last part in your journal, you drew a chibi figure of yourself holding a pen. You giggled at your drawing.
"Not bad but detailed enough "
Turning off your mini-lamp and dived in your bed which is your comfort zone. You rolled in excitement and hugged tightly your cute baby blue pillow. Your eyes travelled up in the window, e
England X Reader If You BelieveEngland X ReaderEngland X Reader If You Believe3 years ago in Romance More Like This
If you believe
The nice cool air settled with a drizzle that patted the backs of all who paddled down the street, almost as if ushering them onwards towards their destination. So far, Channel 62 was keeping their prediction on "Weather on a need to know basis". Although the rain wasn't "Pouring down in buckets," per say more like falling through a tightly weaved strainer suspended above the sky.
The rain's puddles splashed at your feet with each step you took, thoroughly wetting your socks so that each step was taken with an accompanied squish.
Well, these socks were absolutely ruined.
But after all, rain was to London as green was to grass. Whatever the saying was.
You gave a small huff as you decided to duck into the next open shop. This rain really wasn't helping you, at all.
Your sneakers padded as you flew down the street , searching for an "Open" Sign. Why was it that every sign that lit
Spain X Reader Churros (Name) was walking through town on a breezy, summer day with her friend and crush, Antonio. It was one of those days where the world felt perfect; happy people and peace. Like nothing could go wrong.Spain X Reader Churros3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Chica, it's a beautiful day, si?" asked the brunette.
"Yes," she answered, her (h/c) locks blowing in the breeze, "It's beautiful, Toni."
"Not as beautiful as you, mi querida." he replied flirtatiously, his dashing emerald green eyes playful.
He always did this. The Spainard flirted with any girl, it was kind of disappointing. It hurt sometimes, but she had learned to brush it off.
They both walked along, (Name)'s (e/c) orbs taking everything they saw. Trees, flowers, people. Then a voice cut in,
"Look, (Name), it's a churros stand!" exclaimed Antonio. "Let's get something to eat while we walk."
He rushed over
England x Reader ~MishapEngland x Reader ~Mishap2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You quickly gathered up your spell books, Mattias's tall beer glass he left at your house, and your black cloak, and quickly scurried out your front door. Today you were going over to Arthurs place to practice an advance spell. A shrinking spell in fact.'This is gonna be so awes
Sweden x Reader - Happy Birthday! I Love YouYou smiled as you helped Finland prepare for Sweden's birthday party. It was mostly simple decorations. Balloons, streamers, banners, giant ice sculptures of Sweden dressed in different clothes starting at him as a little chibi, to what he wore yesterday. Yep the usual.Sweden x Reader - Happy Birthday! I Love You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Denmark was making the cake and food (Finland had told him if he messed with the cake or food he would face Finish wrath), Iceland got all the liquor set up and had bought plenty of Sweden's favorite types. Norway was able to plan out the way Sweden would come to his surprise party with out knowing, and got the presents organized.
"Just a little higher and. . Perfect!" You said as Finland places the banner in the spot you said to. He got down from the ladder and smiled proudly with his hands on his hips.
"That's the last decoration! Everything looks great for Su-san's birthday!" Finland said looking over the whole room.
"Mmhm! I'm sure Berwald will love it!" You grinned at the thought of the silent nation.
Spain x Reader - True LoveA/N Look, at some points there’s some drinking scenes. So just imagine you’re old enough to drink if you aren’t. This is for Valentine’s Day, since I haven’t been able to write one yet. Sorry since it’s a bit late. This is a songfic BTW. It’s called ‘True Love’ by P!NK.Spain x Reader - True Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say,
Sometimes I wanna slap you in your whole face.”
“[Name]! Wait up!” that cheery Spanish voice rang in your ears. “Where are you going?” You and Antonio have been the best of friends ever since kindergarten. You are now eighteen and you just attended one of your other friend’s parties with Antonio.
“I want to go home.” You yawned, “It’s getting late, I have to get back to the dorms.”
“Nooo!” the Spaniard pulled on your arm, “Let’s party more!”
Yeah sure, this idiot was your best friend but you really
Spain x Reader - Us (part 2)Spain x Reader - Us (part 2)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
He rolled on the bed, growling. The bed sheets never felt so soft and warm, calling him back to the confortable slumber he was into just a few seconds before. So he let his face hit the pillows once more, pulling the blankets over his head.
The sun was warming his bed and back, and his hair made a blessed curtain over his eyes. He sunk in his covers a little more, while letting his eyelids grow heavy again.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
Santa María de Dios.
Antonio sat up, blinking until the table began to come into focus and his fingers found the annoying little piece of metal that rang in a far too loud way, ruining his sleep for good.
-Hola? – He managed to say, passing a hand through his messy hair.
-You’re finally up, you stupid tomato bastard. – He held the phone a few inches away from his ear, cringing with the yell on the other side of the line.
-Romano, - He sighed, however the Italian never gave him any time to speak.
-She’s leaving, you