PrussiaxReader TWISTER You sat in gym class, your (e/c)'s were glazed over with boredom. The gym teacher was in his office attending to something you really didn't care about. You never really did anything in this class anyways. Sure maybe you talked to your friends, but not much else.PrussiaxReader TWISTER1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"______!" You heard a voice call. Of course, it was Gilbert, your awkward albino friend. He held up a game. Twister. Oh goodie.
"Ze awesome me, thinks ve should all play Twister!" His annoying smirk never faded. A faint blush coated your cheeks. This game had always ended awkwardly for you. You saw a few other students looking over at you and Gilbert. You could tell they all wanted to play too. Your friend Alfred glanced over at you, nudging your other friend Arthur. Both their eyes shot up to the game. They bother immediately made gestures that told you, "BAD IDEA."
"I'll play Gilbert, just don't cry when I beat you." You smiled to yourself. You were somewhat more flexibl
Adrenalize Part 3 -America X Reader-Adrenalize Part 3 -America X Reader-1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"(Name), I won't be home till late, so I'll bring you dinner... At 3 A.M in the morning... Actually, I bring breakfast I guess... Love you too, bye." He said as he heard the beeping of his phone as he hung up.
"American boy, father say put this on!" YoungSoo, the owner's youngest son said, tossing him a white apron. He wrapped it around his back, tying it just the right tightness. "Now, he be here soon, be patient." He said as he said as he went back to the front of the counter. Alfred stood in the kitchen, behind the decorative curtain.
"You're going to like working late," A British accented voice said as Alfred turned around, he seeing Arthur. "Crazy shit happens; the other night, some woman came in and had her kids tied to her with ropes. I won't be surprised if something strange happens again tonight." He said making Alfred grow slightly uneasy. "One time, late at night, while YoungSoo was about," He put his finger on his chin, looking up at the ceiling. "Maybe when he had ju
(Lemon)Only you ScotlandXReader part 1When I left. I never thought that I would find myself thinking about Allistor.(Lemon)Only you ScotlandXReader part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
We hated each other. To a point where even we would send each other insulting letters. Though we both never put return a return address, we both knew well who sent it. This continued from highschool until today.
I finally recieved a letter of my approval to go abroad. It was a dream come true,but now...I was beginning to wonder if it was worth it? I was lonely, I mean I was in a different country!
I knew that I would be missing a lot of people, but I never thought, for once in my life that the person I would miss most would be the heartbreaking-casanova-hot tempered bastard, Allistor. Out of all people in the world. It HAD to be him.
I suppose thats why I kept all the letters Allistor had sent me. I took out the first
letter he had ever sent me.
-To the mingin who insulted me
Hello (name),guess who? I got you a special gift that will let ya know how I feel about ya.
This is for last night for bein
SeCrEtS Gamzee x Troll!ReaderSeCrEtS Gamzee x Troll!Reader6 months ago in Romance More Like This
Cleaning up a hive in 20 minutes is a very difficult thing to do, even if your lusus was helping you. It had to be accomplished though, as a friend of yours was coming to stay the night. Unfortunately, you had a feeling that cleaning would end up being a waste of time. You threw the last piece of trash into the garbage and headed upstairs to the extra room to set up mattresses and pillows. You opened the closet and yanked out a mattress you had folded up. You threw that to the ground along with a pillow. The next one was folded up and on a shelf to high for you to reach. You sighed and called your lusus, grabbing another pillow. You heard pounding as your lusus came bounding up the stairs. They jumped up and pulled the mattress down and onto the floor. You tossed the pillow onto it and headed back downstairs to wait.
The friend coming over was Gamzee, one of your many friends. Most trolls were very wary of him, but you trusted him. He seemed like such a nice
CanadaxShy!Reader Invisible Together Part 1It was the first day of high school, and I couldn't be more nervous. All through elementary and middle school, I was barely noticed by others because of how soft-spoken I am. Sure, I was at the top of my class, but that was the only thing I received attention from. To make matters worse, the school jock Alfred was always teasing me because I would always be found studying, or reading. So I guess it's pretty reasonable that I was nervous to even begin my high school career. It was about an hour before school would start* when I was standing outside the gates. No one was in sight, at least almost no one. There was a single boy that reminded me of Alfred, but at the same time I could tell there was something different. He seemed more withdrawn and quiet, almost shy. Before I knew what was happening, I was standing in front of him. He looked up with surprise coating his features before he whispered, "H-hello." I smiled.CanadaxShy!Reader Invisible Together Part 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"H-hello," I said barely above a whisper. The girl
Out of time part 4Out of time part 43 years ago in Settings More Like This
He jumped down into the hay beneath him, and then began walking like nothing. He had eyes at his back, hearing people whisper to each other. "What a strange man." "Who is he?"
He passed a few stalls selling fruit and incense. The sale men's smiled at him, waved and wanted him to buy off them. He walked to one sale man who looks to be nice. He was given an apple. He put it into his pocket then kept walking a little bit faster to the assassin's headquarters. Ezio was never angry or upset. So this time something must be really wrong.
When he arrived, there were some assassins not far away from the door. They had weapons and armour everywhere. He walked up to them, with a big question in his face. He could feel it himself.
"What is happening here?" The both of them looked at me.
"You don't know? " He shakes his head. "The Templars saw one guy running in to our house. They were trying to follow him inside." He then looked at the other. "We don't know what will happen now. It's not like it's
AmericaxDepressed!ReaderAnother box of tissues landed in the garbage. Your make-up ran down your (e/c) eyes making streaks across your damp cheeks. Sniffling away the remaining tears you sighed as you once again looked in the mirror to clean away the evidence of your tears. You were recently dumped again by your (ex)boyfriend Arthur. Why you kept going back to him? You had no clue.AmericaxDepressed!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Maybe it was his gentleman ways, or his charms, or how he could make you believe that he was truly sorry for what he did. You didn't know. All you knew was he dumped you again for the another woman. Not surprising it wasn't the first time. Anger boiled up inside you angry at yourself for letting this happen again.
To make things better it was storming out making your depressed mood a lot more….depressing. Your phone has been ringing constantly from some of your close friends asking if your were okay and the answer would always be the same….'I'm f
Hetaloid!PrussiaxMute!Reader: Just the Same: Ch 2Hetaloid!PrussiaxMute!Reader: Just the Same: Ch 21 year ago in Romance More Like This
Snapped!Magic!Hetaloid!PrussiaxMute!Reader: Just the Same: Ch 2
You spent the rest of Saturday and all of Sunday teaching Prussia how to fit in with the rest of the family. Your parents called him Gilbert, making him seem even more human. Just like the manual had said, Prussia ate with you, took a shower after you had taken yours, and he even helped clean the house. You taught him more sign language, and he picked it up extremely quickly. By Sunday evening, you could speak to him mostly with signs. He was also very protective of you. He almost never left your sight, and he insisted on doing a lot of things for you. On Saturday night, you’d laid a sleeping bag out for him on the floor of your bedroom. He’d fallen asleep there, but when you woke up on Sunday morning, you’d noticed that he had climbed into your bed and was holding onto you protectively. Thank God your parents hadn’t seen.
Monday morning was no differe
Out of time part 6Out of time part 63 years ago in Settings More Like This
She was moving from his arms. He didn't bother himself to open his eyes and kept them close. It was light in the room, so he slowly turned around with his face were it was darker. He soon felt something cuddle up to his arms again. They both sighted and he put his arm around her and put her closer. He felt how something warm soft was dragged up to his shoulders. A quilt, it was a good feeling, wake up to something so warm and lovely.
"Morning" I heard someone whisper in my ear. I mumbled something I didn't remember a second later. Again and again I closed my eyes, even if I was trying to have them open, woke up. She was holding me, her hair touched my chest. A kiss was placed on my nipple. I could feel her smile. "You're alright?"
"Yeah," I murmured. I stretched and yawned. Looked at her face. The pain inside had gone away. I wasn't worried anymore. Ezio couldn't kick me out of the brotherhood. I know to much, and he wouldn't kill me. Everything will be alright, and after all I couldn'
Denmark X Reader X Netherlands: A Regular LunchDenmark X Reader X Netherlands: A Regular Lunch1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had started with sitting at the school patio with Emma and Tino at lunch, your best friends who you occasionally (always) mooched off of. The three of you had just returned from the student store and were sharing a Chinese food takeout platter that the three of you had pooled your money to get (even though you donated a quarter).
Your mouth was watering from looking at the steaming fried rice; the orange chicken drizzled with sauce, and the pork buns that looked like little round white clouds. Or little balls of white paper. Whatever. You weren't in a poetic mood, and neither was poetry.
“Ready to dig in?” Tino asked. You nodded, reaching for a pork bun while Tino fumbled with a pair of wooden chopsticks and Emma decided it was best to follow suit after you. A bite of the pork bun was heavenly; sweet pork juices dribbling down your chin, and you closed your eyes to enjoy it, unaware of the visitor sneaking up on the three of you, hands outstretched.
Hands clenched down o
Out of time part 7Out of time part 73 years ago in Settings More Like This
We where in a big dark corridor, Ezio had a torch but that was the only thing that was lighting the hallway up. Everything was built of stone and it was under the assassins house. I was walking close behind the muscular man, maybe a little bit to close but he just smiled at me.
"...of dark? Yeah" I interrupt. It was cold here, even a little bit humid. I was so glad that this torch warm me up, not much at all, but a little. And this fire made me feel more confident, even if I was scared and speed up.
"I promise you Leone, there is nothing down here to be scared of."
"Why do you even have all these stuff down here?" I changes subject and he looked over his shoulder, smiled at me.
"You have grown fast, I don't think I have seen that before now. " He turned around, and we could slowly glimpse a door. "And why we have these things down here? We think it's safer. Very simple huh?" When we came into the room there was a lot of equipment, armours, swords, and lots
Out of time Part 1Out of time Part 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
A man walked away to his horse, away from where a sin and a crime just had been committed. Between the two men who were lying with knifes in their back, and arrows in their heads, there was a boy. He was sitting in the blood with hands over his face. His cloths were dirty and full of the two other men's DNA. This boy, who couldn't be more then 14 years old, wasn't crying, wasn't screaming. He was just there with a knife in front of him. It hadn't been used. After a while the boy looked up at the sky, only seeing stars and some clouds. He refused to see the corps beside him. He didn't want to see their scared death eyes, their cold eyes. Still he felt their surroundings, even if they were dead.
"Are you coming or not?" The man said and jumped up on his horse, putting his crossbow behind his back.
"Ho...how can you commit such... such crimes... and still don't feel any regret?" The boy said almost like a whisper, the man watched him but didn't say anything. He just turned his face agains
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C2EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C22 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was the night before your wedding day. You were standing by your open window, your chin resting in your hands. The cool wind blew back your (h/l) (h/c) hair and the curtains. White moon light spilled into the room. You were staring at the sky. When you saw what you were looking for, you blinked. You found the first star of the night. You closed your eyes.
“Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
Please grant my birthday wish,
Don’t make me marry Vash.” You sang.
You looked at the sky one more time and sighed. You closed your window and retreated to bet, praying your wish would come true.
He watched as you closed your window and a small smile formed on his face. You haven’t changed one bit. You looked exactly like he remembered. Clear, beautiful (e/c) eyes and soft (h/c) hair. Oh how he longed to just take you now. But he had a better plan. A plan that involved the wedding already.
“I’ll rescue you, (name).”He wh
dragonsA creature of myth,dragons7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or so many believe-
They fill fairytales,
And haunts the past.
It's fierce eyes,
Gazing upon you,
staring into your being-
It's fiery breath,
The stench of lost souls-
Dried blood upon its talons,
A victim of the past-
The dragon's burning heart,
Driving his wings-
To spread his will-
To soar through the sky,
claiming it as his own-
The creatures driven,
By they're own being.
Out of time Part 3Out of time Part 33 years ago in Settings More Like This
Leone was sitting in front of the fire. He had his hair dried, a thin rug over his shoulders. He had changed his wet clothes to some other dry ones. They were big, too big for him. The trousers he had, he needed to put a rope around his waist so that they didn't fall off. His shirt was white, and it looked a little bit like Ezio's. Big overall and with some patterns. And he had his dagger in a belt hanging at the side of his hip. He had a cup beside him of something hot to drink. But he didn't touch it. He just had his jaw between his knees that was close to his head.
Ezio was not far away from the kid, he was speaking with Leonardo who was close to fall asleep. They were sitting at a table with a candle in the middle of it. Ezio got flashbacks while watching the boy. How he had almost painting in the air with his sword and with the blood that was from the dead bodies. He just hit 2 guards but that was enough to see that this boy had talent.
"You should have seen him Leo. Those few sec
Pervert!AmericaxReader: The Girl Next Door Ch.2Pervert!AmericaxReader: The Girl Next Door Ch.21 year ago in Humor More Like This
Pervert!AmericaxReader: The Girl Next Door Ch.2
I woke up to the sound of swooshing curtains and direct sunlight. "What the..." I groaned covering the sun from my face.
"Wake up sweetie it's a beautiful day!" My mom clasped her hands and smiled.
"Ugh... Mom... It's too early for this." I flopped on my stomach and put the pillow over my head in attempt to block the sunlight.
"Hey!" She said as she plopped on my bed. "I got the whole day planned out for us!"
"Ughh..." I groaned through the pillow.
"What!? There's a batman marathon on today... I know how much you love batman..." She said as her voice got higher with persuasion.
"Grr!" I growled and jolted in frustration. "Okay I'll spend the day with you!" I yelled through the pillow.
"Great! Now get up I need you to take out the trash." She chirped as she patted my rear end and left.
"Don't touch my butt!" I screamed still lying in the same position. I sighed slowly rising from bed "geez one day that woman's gunna smother m
Be thereBe there4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
When you need me,
I'll be there.
No matter where,
No matter who.
I'll be there through storm and blizzard,
Through sunny days and cloudless nights.
No matter if you love me,
Or wish me dead with your whole being.
I'll be there to make you see the sunshine on a rainy day,
To show you the reason of life when you fail to see it.
I'll be there for you,
And I hope that one day you'll be there for me.
All I want to say to you now
I love you
And hope you love me too
Out of time part 5Out of time part 53 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Is Alessia here?" Leone was trying not to look Claudia in the eyes, neither look at any of the courtesans. The hallway was big, red rose petals was thrown out at the stairs. And the floor had a big red rug, all curtains was in red and even all the furnitures was red. He had been here so many times that he had lost his count. Still he never got used to the women that was all around the house.
"Yes she is, but I think she is a little busy at the moment." She glanced at me and pointed at a sofa. Busy? What could she be doing? She had always been an waitress into the bar in the basement.
"But please sit down during you wait." I did as I was told, but I lay down and began waiting. Claudia's look was a little bit worried, but she didn't say anything. After a while when I was almost asleep I could feel someone's hand on my shoulder.
"Leone, " I opened my eyes watched Claudia that was squatted in front of me and smiled. " She is ready now." I blinked and yawned, stretched myself. "
WEBMAKER AND FRIENDSWEBMAKER AND FRIENDS12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
WEBMAKER AND FRIENDS
Spring. Deep sleep in the early hours
jarred awake by the creak-shriek of wood
clinging to fast-embedded nail.
"Who's there?" through the window garage-ward
Silence. Return to sleep.
Morning. Every horizontal garage plank removed
placed, transformed into a little house in the one solid corner.
My small son, smile wavering uncertainly, says,
"It was Wood – Den Man, Daddy"
I scowl, feign anger
and smile behind my hand.
Summer. Lightly dozing in the warmth
roused by a shatter-crash of broken glass
splintered on resisting stone.
"What's the matter?" towards my den
"Nothing, Daddy" Continue doze.
Later. In my den a pull-along truck
piled higgledy-piggledy high with locks, catches, handles.
My son, serious and very sincere says
"It was Lobsterman, Daddy"
I growl, feign anger
and smile behind my hand
Autumn. Catching up with admin. tasks
disturbed by a shuffle-scuffle of trainer-shod
feet across the bedroom floor long before bedtime.
"What are you doing?" up the stairs.
Canada X Reader: Home Alone"DIE ZOMBIE DIE!" he yelled, shooting you withCanada X Reader: Home Alone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nerf darts ?
You looked up at the person, He had blond hair with a stuburn cowlick right at the part, he was wearing a camo uniform, had a florescent pink a purple tie tied around his forehead, dark war paint on his cheeks and a blue light saber was strapped to his back like a samurai sword.
After a moment or so he lowered the gun, a very confused and slightly stupid look on his face.
"_________," he said. "You're not a zombie " You rolled your eyes and plucked a dart off your shoulder.
"Lucky me " you muttered. "Alfred, what ARE you doing ??" you asked shaking the dart at
Alfred flicked on a light switch that was next to him so you could see him clearly. He kind of looked like he hadn't slept for days, but was hyped up on energy drinks, but you ignored that fact because that's when you noticed the room. It was completely destroyed, garbage everywhere, broken dishes were scattered in the
Under His Mother's Wing - PewDiepie Fanfic Ch. 1Under His Mother's Wing - PewDiepie Fanfic Ch. 17 months ago in Drama More Like This
The world of Amnesia was destined from day one to be the atmospheric, nightmare-inducing environment we all know today. However, that doesn't mean it has no origin. What if, somewhere hidden deep within its code, there was a time when the castle was an entirely different entity? Surely there must be. After all, every great thing has its history; that one thread of instances, be them good or bad, which lead to its greatness in the end. Of course, some come out of these histories less damaged than others…but all have them, nonetheless.
The dim torchlight glinted off of the metallic skin and clothing of the golden Egyptian warrior named Stephano as he led his young companion through the corridors of the grim castle known as Brennenburg. The companion, a blonde young Swedish man, held up a lantern and looked about with a pattern of fear printed on his face. He hid a bit behind his golde