Fairy!EnglandxReader: HersFairy!EnglandxReader: Hers2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"____________, love, you must eat," Arthur said placing a plate full of strange food in front of you. You were on the only bed in the small house.
You shook your head slowly. Right now you were far too weak to argue verbally. Even though you resigned yourself to this fate you still clung to the hope that he might let you go. However the chances of that were slim to none.
"____________, ______________, please," the fairy man held your hand in both of his, "eat something. Talk to me, I don't care if you do nothing but insult me."
Your eyelids felt heavy as you began to drift off.
Strong hands shook you back into consciousness, "___________, love don't go to sleep. I'm afraid you won't wake up again."
You opened your mouth to speak, but then closed it.
Arthur leaned forward to kiss you, you let him. But you didn't respond, you didn't move. His gentle kisses then turned hungry and angry. "Kiss me back dammit," he breathed.
You did nothing; it was as if you didn't even know he was there.
P R I D E | Ciel PhantomhiveP R I D E | Ciel Phantomhive1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My pride fell with my fortunes.
Earl Ciel Phantomhive. Better known as the Queen's Guard Dog.
He was a boy,
that held an outrageous amount of pride of himself.
Always was willing to go for the win - and would consider himself as the King of the Throne.
Treating his pawns as marionettes - controlling them with his strings. He took complete power of that, there was no doubt.
“I heard that there was a murder that happened a few nights ago,” [Name] stated as she looked over at the book filled with a thousand words in it.
Ciel knew, of course.
He always knew everything - and was always right.
“Pity,” He sighed.
Well, it wasn't like he actually cared. [Name] was type of girl whom was always cautious about her surroundings, and would prefer to keep her knowledge to herself. Such a pity, indeed.
“Are you going to do anything about it, my Lord?” She asked, almost in a teasing tone. But he ignored it.
“I don't really see a reason why I should,
Little Songbird: Chapter.4Little Songbird: Chapter.41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
.: Chapter IV :.
“The Baker's Daughter” pt.2
The carriage announced itself with its onslaught of rhythmic trotting. It tipped and swayed along the uneven path through the countryside, a black shape teetering across the sunset. It made the coachman and the party inside rather uncomfortable.
Riliane had done everything in her own power to convince Wynn that she did not want to attend the Midford's soiree, but all her preciously feigned tears and puppy stares were a waste unless he actually looked at her face, which he refused to do. Instead he convinced her to accompany him at the mention of Ciel Phantomhive. She reluctantly agreed, seeing it as a chance to remake her first impression.
The dispute she and Ciel had had lead to an interesting brawl between their butlers. Long story short; Riliane had gotten anxious watching Damian be beaten to a pulp and ran into the fray, right when Sebastian was about to deli
Circle in the SandCircle in the SandCircle in the Sand2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stand on the sand and watch the rising of the moon as the sun goes down.
At night, the harvest moon's reflection at the ocean's edge resembles sea serpents playing in the wavelets along the shoreline. I walk down to the shoreline and feel the gentle caress of the wavelets on my bare feet, with the sand in between my toes and the wind in my hair. I turn and look out at the soft sandy beach that seems to stretch on forever and I decide to walk on for awhile before it gets too dark or the tide comes in.
Running all over the beach are little white 'ghost crabs' as they're called, and the seagulls fly overhead with screams and whistles. I look behind me only to see that my wandering trail has become blurred and indistinct as the water's edge advances and recedes along the beach. Off in the distance is a jetty, a grouping of boulders in the water, and in front of it I see round, black things bobbing up and down in the water, not far off shore. Not in any hurry to see wha
Prize Date (art trade)It was a good day. Riza clipped Black Hayate's leash onto his collar, and picked up a bag which went into her pocket for the dog’s droppings. It had been nearly a year and a half since all the commotion caused by the homunculi, so it was now safe from all construction to go out at anytime.Prize Date (art trade)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
They stepped out of the door, Black Hayate keeping pace right beside Riza, heeling as he had been taught by his mistress. They walked down the sidewalk, stopping occasionally for Black Hayate to sniff, or do his business. Many people greeted Riza and Black Hayate as they strolled along, the baker, the florist, neighbors, and children of the street. It had been like this for a few weeks now. People were friendlier, wanting to talk to everyone. Almost as if they were seeking comfort from each other. Like everything was okay and back to the life they knew.
Looking up Riza saw that, without realizing it, she had led Black Hayate and herself to Central's military headquarters. As was her usual walki
Nippone (Species Ref)Nippone (Species Ref)1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Plant/Earth Pony Hybrid (No unicorns, pegasi, alicorns)Nippones originate and inhabit parts of Neighsia in the far east.
Most common are single color coats.Uncommon but by no means rare, are “print” coats – Spots, stripes, gradients, and the like.Rare Print coats are coats with patterns and details similar to indigenous wildlife in the region. (Panda, Tiger, Red Panda, etc )
Manes/tails have no more than three colors. Can have one color, two, or three.
Distinguishing features are the bamboo shoots, leaves, and vines that are a part of the pony’s biological makeup and anatomy.Common to find bamboo shoots at the base of the tail.
Females have bamboo shoots/leaves/or vines around their ears.Males have bamboo shoots along the spine, and protruding around ankle areas
It is not uncommon for a Nippone to still have a normal tail a
APH: Innocent AngelHis siblings were like that once.APH: Innocent Angel5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pure, innocent angels. They still are. In his opinion.
When they were little, South Korea, being the smallest, would burst into tears and scream for China to hold him, and for some attention too. Taiwan would complain as she combed her silky brown hair with a jade comb. Hong Kong would sit beside Japan calmly and perhaps wait for the commotion to die down, while Kowloon ran and tossed the smallest brother high up in the air in effort to calm him. All of them were innocent angels.
That was, until, Japan betrayed him.
He took Taiwan, and South Korea. He tore China's back apart. It was just China and Hong Kong and Kowloon. Until the foreign devils came, of course. Especially one in particular.
He made China a fool. China was foolish for thinking that he wouldn't be fooled. Imperial China thought he didn't need any of those foreign devil's opinion. He lost their respect, and they came taking his things. China was proud when England came asking for tea, sil
Prologue Pain. That’s all I’ve felt my entire life. But I have to say that I didn’t mind the hurt. I endured it. It kept me going. Even until my dying day will I feel this pain. It’s like a scar that will never fade, let alone, heal. It’s like a human being living without a beating heart.Prologue1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
OC Philippines ProfileCountry InformationOC Philippines Profile3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Official Country Name: Philippines (Republika ng Pilipinas)
Largest City: Quezon City
Languages: Tagalog (Filipino) and English are the main two. Other languages (recognised regional languages) include Bikol, Cebuano, Hiligaynon, Ilokano, Pampango, Pangasinense and Waray. Other languages that are spoken (but not as much) include Spanish, Arabic, Japanese, Chinese and Korean.
Government: Unitary presidential constitutional republic
Current Leader: Benigno Aquino III
National Anthem: Lupang Hinirang
National motto: "Maka-Diyos, Maka-Tao, Makakalikasan, at Makabansa". It translates to "For God, People, Nature, and Country"
National Flower: Sampaguita
National Tree: Narra
National Bird: The Philippine Eagle
National Sport: Arnis (also known as Eskrima, Kali), which is the traditional martial arts of the Philippines
Human Name: Marice
Japanese Name MeaningsJapanese Name Meanings9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Genki- energy, healthy, happy, energetic
AI (1) f Japanese
Means "love" in Japanese.
AIKO f Japanese
Means "love child" in Japanese.
AIMI f Japanese
Means "love beauty" in Japanese.
AKANE f Japanese
Means "brilliant red" in Japanese.
AKEMI f Japanese
Means "bright and beautiful" in Japanese.
AKI m & f Japanese
Means either "autumn" or "bright" in Japanese.
AKIKO f Japanese
Means either "autumn child" or "bright child" in Japanese.
AKIO m Japanese
Means "bright boy" in Japanese.
AKIRA m Japanese
Love and scary thingsLittle spidersLove and scary things2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spin your webs around me
Hold me tight within
Don't hate me, love me
And allow your webs to spin
Stay within me
And show me all your sin
Please don't bite me
The poison's going in
Please don't eat me
I loved you till the end
Please come with me
I thought you were my friend
Why do you hate me?
My funeral, will you attend?
MPIxW Contest Entry: Reminiscence~*~MPIxW Contest Entry: Reminiscence3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Indonesia held her head down as Australian sea patrols yelled at her sailors. It was her fifth attempt to try and enter Australia, and yet there was no success. She separated from her vessel and was taken to shore by the Australian guards, where Netherlands would come take her home.
The little girl sat quietly on the beach, surrounded tightly by men with guns. She had just wanted to see her friend; a boy named Yolngu. They had been separated for a long time, and she worried for him. Despite the struggle it took to get on a boat to him, she didn't care. It was worth escaping her room, through the window or through the door. Through the forest or the fields. It didn't matter. Her friend was what mattered.
She hugged her legs to her chest as she shuddered against the ocean breeze. A shadow of a boat appeared on the horizon. It grew bigger and bigger as it got closer, and when it was an enough distance away, a rowboat was deployed and sailed towards the beach. When it docked, Ne
I love You, That is TrueI love you, That is trueI love You, That is True2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
How long has it been …
“Tawalisi,” You stood there, holding your hand out and offering me such a sweet and sincere smile. “Let us make an alliance, okay?”
I could only stutter your name as I watched you, mesmerized. It was the first time someone who isn’t my sister had offered me such an offer with so much sincerity in them.
Since those blissful times together?
I grasped your hands and held it tight, my eyes boring yours. “Of course.”
Back then, everything was beautiful …
I held your hand and you held mine. Time seems to stand still, and I was never alone. I always felt secured and happy, as long as you are there to hold my hand, safe and sound.
Every moment we spent together…
“T-this is for me?” I looked in awe at the breathtaking necklace made of shells and other beautiful stones. “You made this… for me?”
“Y-yes, do you
I love you, but we must partTime passed and the Dark times came…I love you, but we must part2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I felt my body shiver in fright. I’ve heard plenty of stories about the western men who threatened my family. I admit that I am mighty scared.
What if they try to hurt me? Or worse… what if they do something to harm my family? I doubt I can take such agonizing sorrow if they do. I am not quite sure I can forgive them if they do.
I watched the western men (”Outsiders… Trespassers…” I could hear my inner thoughts) from behind Zubu’s Rajah. He had warned me to be wary of the westerners. Just as you and Temasek had warned me of their deceitful tongues the western people possess. I peeked a bit, observing the
Resurfacing Memories"Tawalisi, let's play Congkak" The owner of the voice was a pretty girl with her hair tied in a ponytail and there was flower on her hair.Resurfacing Memories2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Do I know you?
"Go, Tawalisi! Win and Beat Akak again!" It was another girl with eyes that tells her laidback persona. She was wearing a Gumamela flower on her head and she was waving a fan around as she cheered.
Who are you?
"Waah! Tawalisi wins again, so amazing!" She heard the smallest girl with the short curly hair say. She was being carried by a boy with sharp eyes and glasses who congratulated her.
Are you talking about me?
"Congratulations, Tawalisi." She turned her head, only to find herself alone with the speaker. She saw his smile, she saw his figure, and his long ahoge as Japan would put it. But that was it. He was familiar, his essence and his voice was. But why couldn't she see his face?
Who are you? Who is Tawalisi?
"Hehe," she heard someone giggling, and she searched for the source.
INNOCENCE -(poems, Harry Potter fan characters)-Rated: PG-13. I don't know, I've never rated dark-ish poems.INNOCENCE -(poems, Harry Potter fan characters)-2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
1. Poems about one canon character, and three of my original characters I've created into the Harry Potter universe. The fourth poem is about the canon character, in my personal view of him.
2. Look into the author's comment box after reading these, if you wish to know what's behind them.
You're afraid I'd never trust you again if I opened the door.
But now that I have, I realize I was always only yours.
Yes, you've lied; said I'd seen them dead.
But I should've listened.
'Cause I get what you did, and I'm grateful,
for better growing up with a beautiful lie than with an ugly truth.
Now I'm only afraid these demons I face
are too dark, stronger than our love.
I feel I've a gift from the world's darkest force.
I can't ask for your understanding.
But what I want more
is your love, so please keep giving.
They say I'm playing with the Devil.
Well, I thin
Female Japanese NamesAi Love, AffectionFemale Japanese Names6 years ago in Settings More Like This
Aiko Loved one, Beloved
Akino Autumn field
Aimi Love, Beautiful
Aina Love, Affection
Airi Loving Jasmine, Loving Pear
Akane Deed red
Akemi Bright and Beautiful
Aki Bright, Sparkling Autumn
I Care About You, Ib (Garry X Ib)"Ehehehe... Ehehehe..."I Care About You, Ib (Garry X Ib)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I stumbled back, startled. "Did it just talk...?" I asked Garry. 'That's not the weirdest thing that has happened,' I face-palmed in my head.
"Flowers... Flower's are nice..." The paiting cooed.
Garry shrugged. "I-I think it did..."
"Give me that there flower," The painting went on. "And, I'll let you through... Ehehe..."
I stared at the picture uneasily. I was not sure if I should give him my rose or not... When ever I get hurt, the flower looses a petal...
"Ehehe... your flower, pretty please?"
I turned to Garry. "Garry, should I give him my rose?" My voice trembled a bit in fear.
I was not entirely sure what Garry would say, but he is older and adults know the right choices.
However, Garry was being a bit stubborn. He crossed his arms and glared at the painting. "Honestly? No, I don't think you should give him your flower," He said. "But, do what you want, Ib. You're old enough to make your own desicions..." He trailed off.
I rolled my eyes. How old did he th
More QuestionsErik was asked the following:More Questions7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1- Find the book nearest to you, go to page 18, find line 4:
"For nature crescent does not grow alone."
2- Stretch out your left arm as far as you can:
...Alright. Now what?
3- Without looking, what time is it?:
4- Now, what is the actual time?:
A minute past midnight.
5- When did you last step outside?:
Ah...it would have to be around two weeks ago. I was in dire need of a new dress shirt because Nadir knocked over a bottle of ink on the old one. Why he was snooping around my desk, I've no idea, but I promptly poured the entire bottle over his balding head. His scalp is still stained a faint gray.
6- Before you took this survey, what did you look at?:
The pile of unfinished compositions upon the writing desk.
7- What are you wearing?
A new dress shirt and trousers that are regrettably too large. I find it rather difficult to find clothing that fits properly. I'm a bit thin, you see.
8- Did you dream last night?:
No, as I di
Aschenputtel 2010Aschenputtel 20102 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time, there lived a wealthy merchant; he had a marvellous house, garden and animals. Along with these wonderful possessions, the merchant had a very lovely wife and an extremely beautiful daughter. This daughter had skin as smooth and white as marble, long strawberry blond hair as wavy as the waves on the sea and small, delicate feet. However these features were nothing compared to her blue eyes and kind nature. The merchant however was having an affair with a widow. Soon he began to feel hatred towards his most kindly wife and everything to do with her.
One day the merchant took his wife on a journey. On the way home his wife died in unknown circumstances. The merchant quickly buried his wife in the garden when he came home. The maiden would wake up before the cock crowed and weep at the grave of her mother.
The merchant then married his mistress, who already had two children, named Carolina and Aurelia, both of whom were of similar age to the merchant's daughter. Though t
Hetalia Piri - My Name is...Ramblings of Piri - My Name is...Hetalia Piri - My Name is...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"My name is...right. I know my name...it's Maria Clara...Carriedo...de la Cruz. The Republic of the Philippines. Right? That is my name. No, wait. It isn't?" the young girl mumbled to herself as she watched the rain pour outside her home. It was one of those days...when rain and darkness would mix in and be the perfect atmosphere for a gloomy night. Just like what she was facing at the moment.
Over the past few years, she had been constantly trying to collect the pieces of her lost past. Looking for old clues, joining trips to untouched regions of her home, rereading history textbooks from her land and others. She was tired, but she had to find out more about it. Her researchers did tell her to rest and concentrate on her other duties. Fortunately, she is still able to keep up with her schedule and time.
But there was something else. She wasn't just looking for her past, she was trying to return what she had lost. All of those memories, all of t