World Conference: Introductory ChapterYou took a deep breath as you pushed open the doors to the World Conference building. You had never been more nervous to start a new job. You walked into the lobby, looking around sheepishly at the busy people rushing through. You had no idea where to report to or even who to ask; the receptionist was on the phone. You took the opportunity to take in the surroundings. The décor was delicate, and you contemplated taking a seat in one of the plush armchairs. You had barely sat down when someone called your name. You stood up again right away.World Conference: Introductory Chapter3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"[Name]? Are you ready for the new job?" A tall man walked towards you, his blonde cowlick bobbing comically. It was America, the one who had gotten you this position.
"Ah, yes. I'm so glad you're here. Do you know where I'm supposed to go?"
He shook your hand as a greeting. "Of course, man! I'm here to escort you. Come on, I'll take you to your office," he said as he put a hand on your shoulder, steering you towards an elevator.
ReaderxCursed Doll! England-- I'll Help You Pt 8FINAL CHAPTERReaderxCursed Doll! England-- I'll Help You Pt 82 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You pulled Arthur out of the restaurant and, totally ignoring your car, you led him to a nearby park a few blocks down the street. You refused to slow your pace after what had happened. You wanted to just run to the end of the earth to escape Alfred at this point. You had always known the American to be impulsive and hardheaded, but you would have never pinned him as the person to ruin an entire evening!
When you reached the park, you allowed yourself to slow to a gentle walk, a welcome relief to Arthur who was tripping over his feet the entire way. You looked at the clock on the church tower across the street. It was just after four in the morning. Alfred had to blow the last two hours you had with Arthur tonight. You and Arthur sat down by the fountain and sat in silence. After what seemed like an eternity, you broke the silence.
Tears began to flow down your cheeks. Arthur, who had turned his face from you when he sat down, didn't notice until he heard you s
CanadaxReader - WaitingCanadaxReader - Waiting3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Matthew got up bright and early at 8:00 am to meet you at the park, just like he did every Saturday morning. He finished his pancakes, and walked out the door with a smile.
As Matthew strolled through the park, he stopped and sat down at the nearest bench; the same bench he would always wait at. Every great day between the two of you would always start here and get better. He patiently waited and scanned around the park occasionally. He loved sitting on the bench and watching you run to him from afar, apologizing for being late. The way your face would be flushed from running full-speed, and you're babbling excuses for your tardiness was found oh-so amusing to the Canadian.
It had just turned 12:00 pm when a few more people strolled by through the park. Yet, Matthew waited patiently with that un-dying smile.
At around 3:00 pm, Alfred happened to stroll by and notice Matthew sitting on the bench. "Hey bro, how's it hangin'?" He asked with his overly-enth
Running Away With Sexy Men Chapter1 HetaliaxReaderRunning Away With Sexy Men Chapter1 HetaliaxReader3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Full Summary: Dear mom and dad, I'm safe and still alive but, I won't be home for awhile. I ran away with the personified Nordic 5 and Baltic Trio. So when I come back home, it'll be with one of these sexy men!
You closed your laptop shut for the night. It was now ten-thirty p.m. and it was about time for you to stop watching Hetalia and started getting ready for bed. You walked over to your dark purple bed and pulled the covers away so you could get under. You climbed into bed, pulled your blankets up, then shut off your lamp on the nightstand.
"Goodnight sexy men." You said as you blew a kiss to your Hetalia poster on the ceiling, you then closed your eyes and fell asleep.
Your first name was [Y/N]. At your school when anyone said your name then the two words that came to mind was: Hetalia Fangirl. You were, sadly, the only girl in your school who adored anime, manga, and Japanese stuff and especially the anime Hetalia. It was kick-ass educational and it had sexy men in it! But,
[The Doctor/Reader] I Let the World BurnThey pile us high,[The Doctor/Reader] I Let the World Burn10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Leave us to rot while skies
Turn to the darkest night,
The ground shook with the force of a thousand giants running across the Earth.
"What's going on?" You hear the confused yells and screams of terrified families and friends.
"It's the Earth. It's collapsing in on itself. The sky is going out, stars are disappearing. Don't you see it?" you reply calmly. The stranger that asked the original question looked at you, terrified and confused at your words and attitude.
"No! That was a myth! The government said it was a silly rumor!" they replied in denial. You avert your eyes from the ground to meet theirs. They are taken aback by the fear and sadness that filled them, after how calm and collected you sounded.
"They lied," you whisper.
They took our hearts
And left us with open scars,
Earth is an abattoir...
The stranger looked at you one last time before turning and running down the road, pres
Dragon's Eye: PrologueDragon's Eye: Prologue6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was the summer of 1957, and the night was calm and warm. The storm clouds from earlier were now just a few harmless puffs on the horizon, but the air still held a faint scent of sweet rain. A light breeze danced through the woods just outside of town, rustling the leaves of the oaks and maples and birches. And within these woods were two travelers, seemingly following some unseen path through the growth.
Come on, its just a little bit farther, called the man in the lead. He had short, scruffy, sandy brown hair and wore large, squarish glasses over his big sky blue eyes. He picked his way through the thick underbrush with an air of someone who had done it many time before. The woman behind him, however, wasnt having the same amount of luck.
I sure hope this it worth it, Will! shouted the petite Asian woman as she pulled her shirt free of another branch. I dont know how mu
Didn't mean to scare you, oops(Requested by Dekler :3)Didn't mean to scare you, oops3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She opened her eyes, and saw that the Enderman had backed away slightly, and was now holding out a hand to help her up. The blond stared. What... Why on earth? In utter confusion, she grabbed it's hand and let out a yelp as it hoisted her to her feet with ease and held out the diamond block she'd abandoned when she'd run away. But why? Fleet tilted her head and took the block, looking into the Enderman's eyes. It stared back and seemed to quiver a little, but it could still move. Why? Just... Why?
The answer was because it liked those big bright blue eyes, and the shiny hair. The Enderman wondered whether or not the hair was soft. Fleet didn't understand why it was staring at her hair... Did it want to pet her or someth- Her question was answered as it raised it's hand to her head and ran it through her short hair. It sent a small shock through her, jolting her body. It was indeed soft, and the Enderman could detect a
Bioshock 2 Short StoryAndrew Ryan mentioned me once, in one of his voice diary recordings. The Alpha series Big Daddy, crouched by a Gather's Garden, crying. Epsilon, that's what they branded me, the last of the official Alpha series. They stripped me of all my memories from the surface, and bonded me to a poor little girl, an orphan, and forced a Adam Slug in her stomach, making her a little sister.Bioshock 2 Short Story5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I loved her like my daughter, though, and I was her Daddy. Mr. Bubbles she'd call me, though all Little Sister's called their Big Daddys that. No one got near her, and I was critically injured many times for her, and even died twice, but with the miracle invention called a Vita-chamber, I'd come back over and over. However, that wasn't the same for my little one.
The Splicers overwhelmed me, pinning me down momentarily, but it was too late once I broke free, and Oh god I can remember it so clearly, the bastards killed her right in front of me! They killed my little one, and broke our bond. Oh god, it
7 Minutes in Heaven - Death the Kid7 Minutes in Heaven - Death the Kid3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You got Kid!" Black Star laughed.
"Eh!?" You yelled at him. You had a crush on Kid for a long time now. Plus, you thought it was adorable that he thought that everything had to be symmetrical. You looked over at Kid. You swore he had a tint of blush on his cheeks.
"Well, let's get this over with." He walked into the closet. "Are you coming or what?"
"Eh? Uh? Mhm!" You walked over slowly. Soul and Black Star were getting impatient, so they pushed you into the closet and locked it quickly.
It was dark in the closet. And small too. You both were squished together so your chests touched. You felt heat rising to your face and Kid looked away blushing. You were about to say something but he cut you off.
((GET READY FOR LE LEMON!)
"Hm?" You replied looked him.
"Y-your body... Is so symmetrical..."
You blushed madly as he said that.
"A-and I also wanted to say... I love you." He said before his lips met yours.
You're eyes flew open at the kiss. He pulled away and hugged you.
Exotic PartnersIt was during the second year of our marriage that I realised my wife was a large monitor lizard.Exotic Partners10 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was one of those funny little revelations that creeps up on one over time. I think the first clue came when she decided to hibernate for the three winter months. At first it did not arouse my suspicions. After all I myself enjoyed a lie-in, and had once slept in three whole hours past the alarm - on a weekday! - so I did not think it particularly note-worthy when she tucked herself in at the start of December and remained there until late February. Still, it aroused in me some small seed of doubt - for I had never before known her to go even three days without tending to the garden, let alone three months.
Her taste in gardening was minimalist, and this I applauded; it may have been one of the reasons I married her, I forget now. Instead of the silly sentimentality of a lawn or a flower patch, she insisted that the entire garden was covered in soft fl
Living a Memory part 3The next morning, we were awoken by the nurses for our morning medicine dose. The main nurse stayed, but the others left. She told us that Colonel Mustang wanted to see us after we had gotten ready. I tried telling her that we didn’t have any clothes, but she just shushed me and walked over to a cupboard. She pulled out 2 little outfits for us to where. I smiled. I had jeans with a black t-shirt that had the creature on it. Finn was given another clean pair of shorts and a little black tank top. I brushed my sister’s hair and braided it like mom had shown me a year ago. It made Finn happy to have her hair braided again. But it put me in a melancholy mood because of the memories that followed the act. I just shrugged it off and brushed my hair, however I left it down. When we were all ready to go, I slipped on a pair of sandals that they provided us as did Finn. The Nurse led us down the hall to the Colonel’s office, but I led the pack for I had mastered the route alreLiving a Memory part 311 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Living a Memory part 2That’s when I woke up. Very slowly, I pried open my eyes to find 3 nurses surrounding me. My body hurt like crazy. I looked down to see my leg was fully bandaged and my head was bandaged too. I reached up and held it to stop the headache.Living a Memory part 211 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
One of the nurses sat on the edge of my bed. “Morning Sweetie. We’re glad to see you awake finally. How are you feeling?”
In a hoarse voice, I managed to say, “Yes.”
I had meant to say good, but I couldn't think straight. My head was spinning. The nurse smiled for she seemed to understand what I meant. She helped me sit up and sip down some liquid medicine to help my pain. Then it hit me.
“Where’s my sister?! Where’s Finn?!”
“Calm down. You’re sister is fine. She is over here, see?”
The nurse pulled back a curtain to reveal my little sister. She was still asleep. I sighed with relief. She was ok and alive. Her arm was bandaged, but other than that she didn't seem to have any
-Only Me- a short story-Only Me- a short story2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I can't just exist. But I can't live either. I was never meant to live in a world like this. I'm sure of that. Where is the reality I desperately seek? Where is the end of my dream? When I wake up, will I want to go back to sleep?
I don't think I was ever born. I don't remember anything but pain. The pain I cause others. The pain inside my mind. Like a headache that never fades. If I reach out for help I drag that helping hand into the shadows. Into unknown darkness and torment. Nightmares. Perhaps I am a nightmare within a large beautiful dream.
It must be a beautiful dream. Because I met someone from outside, someone pure. Though the world is twisted and cruel she kept her sadness inside, it bloomed again and again within her soul. She came to me with a smile.
I can't remembe
Skyrim: The Dragon's Bane C08The Dragon’s BaneSkyrim: The Dragon's Bane C082 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Eight – To Ride in Snow
The chill air plumed from her mouth as the horse cantered along the river’s shoreline. Spotting the ford to cross, Mira grinned, shot a look over to the other rider whose fair hair was flowing loose from any bonds, matching her steed’s pace easily. Kicking her heels into the horse’s ribs, Mira laughed as the horse bounded across the shallow water toward the snowy plains on the other side. The horse wickered at the sudden freedom of running. Mira could hear a yell coming from Ulfric as he urged his horse to chase after her.
They ran wildly over the snowy plain sparkling pristinely in the pale sunshine, enjoying the bit of freedom from war, politics, and the troubles of the land. It was if they were transported back twenty years when they were young and doing the same chase. Mira swerved her horse, to which Ulric laid a parallel run to Mira. Slapping the reins, Ulfric le
Gatorade (Batter x Reader) The Player abruptly came to a stop after trekking for hours, "purifying" countless spectres. She sat down with the backpack she had taken with her from home. (Yes, she was sucked into the game by some glitch. Hush reader.) Curiosity filled The Batter as he quietly observed from her side. The Batter had just realized he had never seen anything come from the bag. He always saw it on his Puppeteer, but never did he notice her opening it. This was the first time. Batter intently watched ______ digging in her bag, she's taken a while now.Gatorade (Batter x Reader)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Surely there's not much in there, it's very little..."
The Batter was indeed right about that. ______ had seen Batter starting from the corner of her eyes. She decided to tease him, swishing her hand in the backpack when it only contained about 5 small items. After a few minutes, ______ grew bored, the Batter had not inquired about her bag. She pulled out an energy drink. ______ flavored G
Almost Human - Chapter 1: Prelude to MadnessI hope you enjoy the little gift I left behind. I'd love to see your face right now as you receive it. Your blood must be boiling over, your heart racing for the horror your eyes have witnessed, your mind flooding with adrenaline to come after me. All that drive and resolve drowning that constant stoic and brooding stare. Oh, how I'd love to be standing right in front of you to witness the reaction to my present. But alas, my attention is needed elsewhere. That idiot Harley Quinn of mine cannot function properly without my lead. But don't you fret my dear Dark Knight, by the time you finished reading this I'll be waiting for you. I will be waiting on the rooftops of Gotham; they will function as our stage. The scarce stars and moon hanging over the light polluted pestilent city will be our spotlight. Join me darling for another dance in our magnificent play. I'll be waiting, I always am.Almost Human - Chapter 1: Prelude to Madness2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Batman crumpled the note in his black gloved clutches and threw it angrily at the gr
The Umbrella LettersDear Mr. and Mrs. Umbrella,The Umbrella Letters7 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
I'm writing out of concern for your son Charlie. Since he first started in my class I have noticed odd tendencies in his behaviour. I know Charlie is a special boy, but the way these tendencies develop is beginning to worry me. He seems to be having troubles communicating with others. He rarely plays with the other children and does not respond when I speak to him. His writing is beginning to stray from the alphabet. Last week he even refused to partake in morning prostration! I took him to see the school nurse but he remained silent for the entire time and did not subject himself to examination. I therefore ask you to bring Charlie to a doctor in order to find out what is causing these problems.
Miss Edna Umber, Umbrellium Primary School
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Umbrella,
After the examination of your son, we have been able to establish that he is not suffering from any apparent physical illness or dysfunction. There appears to be nothing wrong wit
leitmotif(I will never forgive Millais for painting Ophelia calm in the water. My cousin Noah died shoeless and struggling under a lonely mans hands, his eyes full of rain runoff. Real people dont sink as pretty as oil on canvas: Noah was four feet five on the autopsy slab, no flowers, no frames. I am ruled by the aesthetic, but I would embrace his every imperfection if it meant having him back. This clumsy dilettante still loves Noah with the scabs on his shins, sitting sloppy at Sams recitals in sneakers and shorts. Give me the asymmetry of his eyelashes. For the first time in my life, the art is optional.leitmotif6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There is a reason I keep this part peripheral: this is not about drowning. Boys in deep lakes know nothing of footholds, and Noah left the rest of us grateful for something to stand on. Don't expect closure. This is about hindsight. Today, we know that we are spoiled by floors.)
Emily is seei
Dragon's Eye Sneek PeekIt was 10 oclock at night at the Toddson residence. Crickets were chirping cheerfully in the warm summer air, quietly playing their soft, familiar tune. A cool night breeze occasionally blew past, ruffling the leaves on the trees for a moment before continuing on its way. A golden retriever sniffed about, looking for some small furry animal to harass. Inside the faded white farmhouse around which all this was happening, a sleepy Maddy Toddson was watching TV.Dragon's Eye Sneek Peek6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
While her eyes were glued to the screen, she absent-mindedly fingered the pendent around her neck. She felt the cold silver of the necklace rub across her fingertips; a stark contrast to the strangely warm gem trapped beneath the cage of silver. The gem was about an inch around, and seemed to contain all the colors of the rainbow, and yet have no color at all. She had received it from her grandfather for her birthday; there w
EndermanAs the young blond traced small details onto her map, she wiped a bit of sweat from her brow. For early fall, it sure was hot... Or perhaps that was just the heat of the furnace getting to her? Sighing, Fleet dropped her quill and stood up, dragging her hand through her short, fluffy hair. The day had been long, and the evidence of this was all over her body- Dirty clothes, a small smudge of coal dust on her left cheek... Not to mention the fact that her hands were stained with ink. But all the dirt, all of that dust had been worth it. It was always worth it. Sitting back down again, she didn't even notice the sun setting as she her mind floated in the lala land that most refer to as reverie. Nor did she notice the tall shadow striding towards her house, a diamond block in hand.Enderman4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No, Fleet was far too lost in her thoughts to even realize that she'd left the door open. Too busy thinking about how she dove down into that cave everyday, and always hauled back such a huge load. Today was th
Meeting the Kurosaki's (FanFic) HitsukarinMeeting the Kurosaki's (FanFic) Hitsukarin3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Meeting the Kurosaki's
By Cyndy-kawaii-chan / Cyndyrellah
Or the alternate name, meeting the family I dunno, Hope you guys enjoy this! It's my first FanFic published here! Please Review! HITSUKARIN FTW~3
"Yuzu! What are you cooking?" Ichigo sniffed the air.
"Must be something special" Responded Rukia who was currently next to him.
"Ah! Ichi-Nii! Could you please put this cutlery in the table? And Rukia-Nee could you please taste test this for me?" Yuzu asked
"Sure!" Rukia answered contentedly, and turned and put her tongue out at Ichigo.
'Damn... Why can't I taste what she's cooking...? Stupid midget..." Ichigo thought irritatedly but smiled at how the 'midget' was back to his side once again.
And so he started fixing the cutlery.
'Wow. We must be having the queen over or Yuzu just made a feast for dinner!' Ichigo thought surprised.
The table was full of dishes and side dishes, looked like they were from a five star restaurant
Brooke's Birthday Balloon'sAs the bell rang for Last period to end, Jillian walked out of her class and waited outside for her two friend's, Sam and Brooke. Jillian was a Average, Brown Haired, Junior in High School, she had good grades and was a very Sweet individual inside and outside School. She waited for about 3 minutes and saw some of her other friends walk by and say Hi to her friends that walked by her. Jillian got along well with others quite easily as well. Then Sam arrived, Sam was about 2 Inches shorter than Jillian, she was Blonde with little dye's of Pink in her Hair, which were mainly down at her Shoulder's was where the Pink dye was mainly seen. Sam was also Average and had Good grades like Jillian. Sam was a very Open minded kind of Girl to. After a short conversation, Jillian & Sam walked to where Brooke was waiting for the two of them. Brooke was also Blonde, about a Half Inch to an Inch shorter than Sam. She was a little bigger weight wise, but not really overweight. Brooke was a very MusicalBrooke's Birthday Balloon's3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
SfS RP | Injured Paws and Injured Minds4(?) points for the Nyota Gang, 1 point for Paper-Wings-Ranch’s Shrapnel, 1 point for Ribbon-Wren’s PeterSfS RP | Injured Paws and Injured Minds1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
First RP, yaay! Ignore the bad title, I couldn't think of much. >.<
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Peter batted at a stray clump of fluff, sighing. He had been out earlier that morning hunting- or trying to, in any case- but it had gone rather badly once the mentor and tyro had run into a rather large stray dog. After showing his mentor "the most cowardice the Gang had ever seen" then twisting his paw, he had been suspended from gathering for the day and told to sit in camp. With springtime just around the corner, the camp was nearly empty due to cats enjoying the early warmth outside.
"I wonder if there's anyone who I could talk to." He murmured to himself, glancing around. "They'd have to be crazy to be stuck inside
So She Met Him Prologue~Prologue~So She Met Him Prologue2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The year was 1994. The night was cold, bitter as snow drifted from the dark, foggy sky. One soul traveled down the lonely streets of Malibu, California. Escaping creepy men hidden in the shadows and avoiding the Town police, Sage Hills made her way to what she hoped and dreamed to being a better future. Her life was not a pleasant one. Born into a high class, stuck up family, she was expected to be a perfect child. That was till the testing began. At the age of 3 years old, she was taken to be tested and made sure she was in fact perfect. If she didn’t pass the ordeal, she’d be casted from her family. The testing went well for a while, then the accident occurred.
One of the scientists hit a button and overloaded the machine. There was an explosion, but miraculously Sage survived. She was taken home. Everything seemed normal, then a month passed. Sage discovered that she could lift objects with her mind. It was great. She kept it a secret till the age of 9. Her mo