My Little Pony: Orange-Cross Empire, Chapter 15My Little Pony: Orange-Cross Empire, Chapter 157 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"My council was wise, and you did well to obey; now that you are home, things will remain this way."
Artemis was being her usual self. I patted her on the back, because she was actually right, even though I hadn't listened to her advice at first. I'd done a bad thing, running away, but I knew never to do it again. Everyone faces bad times, and we just have to deal with them: that was something I'd learned during my time away. Running away doesn't help anyone, and instead just gets you into bigger trouble.
My father had been in a bad way while I'd been in Ponyville, and when I first rang the doorbell of our home after returning to Manehattan
.:America x Reader:. Guardian -7- [Final]"Come on _______, you have to go to class." Lovino said to you, trying to pull your blankets off your bed. You replied with a groan..:America x Reader:. Guardian -7- [Final]10 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Al said he wasn't going to give up on me!" You yelled, the sound muffled by the blankets around you. "What if he tries to kidnap me?"
"We both know that's not going to happen." Lovino sighed.
"He thinks I'm a prostitute!"
"What does that have to do with anything? Being a prostitute is no reason to kidnap people!" Lovino yelled back at you. "You already missed 4 days, how much longer are you going to avoid him? He hasn't been at school either you know."
You got up from your bed and looked at Lovino. "Don't
Papa!JapanxReader - I Told You 'No' (Part 2/2)[Warning: Contains parental discipline.]Papa!JapanxReader - I Told You 'No' (Part 2/2)10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You jumped in surprise and nervously turned to see Japan walking into the room, from another part of the house. He had a stern expression on his face. And in his hand...A bamboo cane. Your eyes widened at the sight of the horrid device. You'd been threatened with it, several times before, but never actually punished with it. Now, seeing it in your father's hands...that threat was a bit more serious.
"P-Papa! Uh...K-Kon'nichiwa." You laughed nervously. "It's a bit early for you to be awake, isn't it?"
"I courd say the same for you." He walked over to the light switch and flipped it on, causin
Prussia x Child!Reader - ______ PART 1"We're going to an art gallery, okay ____________?" Your mother said. "Do you remember that handkerchief you got for your birthday? Make sure not to lose it!"Prussia x Child!Reader - ______ PART 19 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
*ZHE TIME SKIP*
You were at the art gallery. You're mother told you that it was for an artist named Guertena or somthing like that. You mother and father were getting some pamphlets so you decided to explore. You saw many beautiful paintings. There was even some good background music coming from some speakers on the roof. Then you walked into a hallway and saw a HUGE painting. It said something with the word world in it. The first word you couldn't say it. All of a sudden, the music s
Canada x Reader-Do you remember me?Canada x Reader-Do you remember me?2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew had never forgotten how he was never remembered or noticed. The only person who actually did was his best friend (Name). He loved her so much, he would do anything for her. Oh how he loved her shiny hair and glittering eyes, the way she laughed, she was just beautiful! He spent time with (Name) every chance he got, hoping he could get her to love him back.
But today Matthew had gotten some bad news, you had lost your memory, due to a blow to the head. The doctors said that they were unsure if you got your memory back. Matthew came to the hospital the next morning, coming to see you. "Do you know what room (Name) is in?" Matthew as
Papa!JapanxReader - I Told You 'No' (Part 1/2) It was a typical morning, at your house. You were sitting at the Kotatsu table in your living room, practicing your Katakana. It's was boring, but you kind of enjoyed watching yourself improve. Still, you wished you had something a bit more exciting than writing practice to occupy your time. Right then, almost as if he'd read your mind, you father, Kiku, stepped into the room, holding the house phone.Papa!JapanxReader - I Told You 'No' (Part 1/2)10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hearing your name, you looked up from you Katakana, giving him your attention. "Nani?"
Japan walked toward you. "It's for you." He held out the phone, so you could take it.
"Oh, Arigatō." You set down your b
BritainxChild!AmericaxChild!Reader - No Fighting[Warning: Contains sibling discipline of 10-year-old children.]BritainxChild!AmericaxChild!Reader - No Fighting11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a warm, summer day at Britain's house. Arthur was doing some paperwork while you were enjoying the nice weather by playing outside with your two, adopted brothers, Alfred and Mathew. They had been living with Arthur longer than you, but being the same age made it easy for the three of you to accept each other. Mathew was pretty calm and quiet, so the two of you usually got along quite nicely. Alfred, however, was a different story. He was always yelling and calling himself 'the hero' all the time...It easily pissed you off. But that never stopped you from playing with
2P!EnglandXReader : Done in by the SweetPies, cakes, brownies, and sweets galore! You had always had a bit of a sweet tooth and the looks of the treats inside were too good to resist, although the shady area of the little goodie factory had you a bit suspicious. You had just somehow found yourself standing outside of it. The thought of turning around and leaving this place alone was a strong thought inside your mind, but you'd just goi ing for a little peek. What could it hurt?2P!EnglandXReader : Done in by the Sweet10 months ago in Romance More Like This
You slowly opened the door to reveal a vacant and wondrous land containing sweets and goodies and all other types of yummy creations. "Well Hello poppet!" A cheery voice spoke from somewhere behind the cou
Canada: The Past is GoneCanada: The Past is Gone2 months ago in Romance More Like This
You could see him, even though no one else could. You know what he's been through, but all the credit is given to Britain. He's your hero, but his brother is already self proclaimed. His own mother nations can't see him even after all he's done for them. America will waltz in and suddenly he's proclaimed the hero, only because he became fed up with the Germany, not because he was going to support his mother country.
His own brother has tried to take him over, more than once. The fear never left his mind. Russia had owned a part of him at one time, now his brother does. He can't even call it part of him anymore. Another part of him wants to l
First overdoseI need...more...I need...First overdose1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
You've had enough.
But...I need...I want more.
I want another one.
It is already too much.
You've taken too much.
You've gone too far.
But I'm losing it.
You already lost it.
No. It's here. It's all in here.
In my head.
You must wait 'til tomorrow.
I can't wait that long.
You have to.
I can't! I can't...breathe...
You're an addict.
You just need to calm down.
There is one solution.
Even for my problem?
For every problem.
So what is it? Tell me!
But promise me, first...
You must promise me...
Okay, I promise!
Promise me you won't do it again.
But...I...it's stronger than me.
Rathe| Series One | Chapter TwoNew York CityRathe| Series One | Chapter Two2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
March 1st, 2005
The fat, pig-nosed, cigar smoking man sitting behind the opposite side of the desk, stared at the other man sternly. "Did you not understand me the first time, kid?" the fat man barked, dragging out each syllable, with smoke pouring out of this mouth each time he opened it. "Your story has been rejected. Good day." he said, pointing his cigar toward the door. Ben MacRadtner was stunned. This was the eighth time he had been in this pig's office, and every time it was a different type of criticism. And now the entire story had been rejected. Six months of sitting behind a computer screen, stabbing pencils into the side of his head out of frustration, for absolutely nothing. Ben sat up slowly, picking his backpack up off of the ground as he did so. He headed towards the door, and suddenly turned back around. "Piss off." Ben spat and slammed the glass door behind him. He stormed out of the office, flipping off the
Life of a SandwichI park my car in the same spot I have been using for the past year. It’s cloudy or sunny or possibly sunset, it’s hard to notice after working here for so long. The engine dies slowly after I take the key out; she’s a good girl, old, but sturdy.Life of a Sandwich3 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It is colder then it should be which means a slow day. Something about cool weather and sandwiches somehow don’t mix it seems. I walk into work, round the corner to the back and punch in. My boss yells at me from the backroom and waves goodbye while saying something. The words are lost over the cooler that should have been fixed months ago. The mechanical noises it produces when it turns on starts to sound like a robot orgy gone wrong. All alone now with no customers or more pressing matters, I start cleaning up some of the mess on the counter. My mind begins to wander.
Packed with all his brothers he simply waits to be unloaded. He feels a sudden stop, hears a door opening. The prison is being lifted now, weightless
The Pressure of LoveThe turmoil grows, conflict raging within me.The Pressure of Love3 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Should I succumb to its majesty,
or shun its inevitable pain?
Why risk love's bittersweet knife,
When you can hide behind a friend's ways?
All that I'm told about love is loss and longing!
What's all this fuss about, 'us,' and, 'belonging?'
"It is better to have loved and lost,
than to never have loved at all."
Are you telling me you'd rather I suffer the cost,
than dodge the bullet of being enthralled?
The social, 'norm,' of monogamy,
is it simply a ploy to entrap the lives we lead?
Don't suffer due to the influence of others,
who insist on all becoming mothers and fathers.
How Cruel Children Are...How cruel children are to their toys.How Cruel Children Are...3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
They laugh and play with them for only a little while, their toys are their friends.
As they grow, they toss aside those possessions that they once held so dear.
But are we different from children?
One would like to think so, but we aren’t.
We toss away things once so precious, and pine for them when they are far from our grasp.
Adults like to say they change, but they never do.
If they were spoiled children who took their toys for granted, they will forever be the same.
Of course, they’ll never admit it.
They’ll never admit that they toss friends and family away just like cast
Secret PlaceI have a secret place, a place where no one but I can go. It's hidden away, between my ears, safe and sound from the horrors of the real world. I use it to escape, to shield my inner child. It's a place where the grass is always a lush spring green and the hills roll. The trees are stocky with warm, red leafs and rich brown bark. There's a small creak running through the meadow, always babbling sweet melodies to the assortment of beautiful wild flowers. The wind is soft and whispers secrets to me as it brushes past. The sun is bright during the days and sends warm streams of golden light down on me as I run, hop, skip, and play. During the niSecret Place4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
ImmigrationHello. My name is Dracul, and I am a Romanian Immigrant. It was hard coming to America, but it was well worth it. It all started five years ago, when I arrived at Ellis Island. Coming to a new place is really hard, especially when no one can understand you. I walked through the tall, wide doors that led into a giant lobby. Seeing all the people, I could tell that there was Diversity between the people and their Culture. I tried to pass through the crowds within the Social Structure, but then I found myself just running faster and faster away from the spoken tongue of the others around me. Trying to run away I accidentally ran in to a youngImmigration4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
What Defines YouHow many timesWhat Defines You4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
For how long have they hurt you
Do you fight back when they shove you to the ground?
Punch you in the stomach,
Kick your face to the ground
Now, close your eyes and go to another place
Never letting them get any pleasure from your pain
Hoping it'll be over soon,
Praying that in will end,
You will soon be safe and sound.
Going home beaten and bruised,
"I just fell" or,
"I'll be fine, it's not a big deal."
It can be physical
Maybe even verbal
Always being belittled.
Freak, idiot, sadist,
Told you are absolutely nothing
Leading you to eventually question your own worth
A Day in the Life of BMODear Diary,A Day in the Life of BMO5 months ago in Drama More Like This
Hello, it's been a while since I have talked to you, diary. I mean, I guess I could talk to you any time, but, it does not matter. Anyway, I have seen Finn and Jake again, and they are not fighting like they used too! Though they do still seem to be bitter with one another, I do not know why, but, this has caused me to live with Princess Bubblegum for a while. If my internal clock is correct, it has been a year since they have separated and I have moved here.
Finn lives with his girlfriend, the Flame Princess, and Jake lives with Lady Rainicorn and their puppies, they are so adorable!
I do not know why they separated, though, p
PlaguePlague… Doesn't it have a frightful ring to it? Something that is larger than a continent, yet smaller than an amoeba.Plague5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's carried by insects, yet is stronger than an army. Nobody is immune to its depredations. Not the virtuous, the wealthy or the powerful.
Kings and priests cower in fear of it. Only the dead may escape its wrath. Not God, not the Devil, not Man can stop it, only hinder its process. It's thought to be gone.
But it will be back, sure as the sky is blue, and it will dye the world crimson with its progress. We think we have beaten it, but it could be right around the corner, waiting for the right time to strike,
Pokemon- Hypno's Second Chance--Chapter IIIPART IIIPokemon- Hypno's Second Chance--Chapter III5 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everything was dark and cold for a while. But I don't think I was completely out cold. In my head, I heard sounds.......loud sounds......I don't know....but...
They were sounds of people screaming, maybe some Officers giving orders, gunshots....people panicked....sirens going off......Man....
I didn't want to think. I just wanted to lie here and forget everything. Go back into the woods with my Pokémon, Help out Hypno go through those nightmares. Heheheh...I laugh at some of the memories of this past week.
My arm doesn't hurt as bad as it did earlier....I wonder why...maybe Crobat got me to a hospital or something....
After a w
A Son of Orre Pt. 1A Son of Orre Pt. 15 months ago in Drama More Like This
Urubo Town, a young, vibrant community, is stationed along the base of Mt. Battle, in the Orre Region, not too far from Agate Village. It is centered around the business of mining iron, and other metals from a rich vein that seems to stretch underground for dozens of miles. A Pokemon Center is under construction, and a small oasis lies in the center of town, from an underground aquifer. In a secluded spot, four boys were grouped together, away from the prying eyes of any adult...
"Ugh!...." Marius wrenched back in pain, and fell hard on the sand-worn sidewalk. The normally quiet and reclusive nine year old boy turned from side-to-side, and g