First LoveFirst Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rudolph shut his computer down and gathered his stuff. He was about middle height and nearly 56 years old. The hair on his head had started to thin out already.
Rudolph sighed. Another boring day at work done. I hope it doesnt take me too long to get home.
Every morning and every evening Rudolph had to take a forty minutes train trip to get to work or back home again. And even though he actually hated those trips, he would never think about moving into the city closer to work.
The small village he, and his wife Martha, lived in was a heaven of peace and calmness, where he could relax from his work. That was worth more than saving some time on traveling to work.
When he arrived at the train station, he noticed that a large crowd had gathered on the platform. Rudolph walked to an information desk and asked the lady what was going on.
Im sorry sir, but the train had an accident further down the railway. Luckily no one was hurt, but Im afraid
Love and Lust: Chapter 1The way he tossed his golden-blonde hair to the side and theLove and Lust: Chapter 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
gleam in his perfect, gray eyes. He knew what I desired for when he looked at
me. I knew he knew.
The way his tan, lean, strong body glowed under the sun.
The half smile he had plastered on his mouth.
The slight mischief playing in the light of his face.
With but the slightest of a wink, he had me and I felt my
legs grow weak.
I was nudged back into reality by Josh, my best friend of 7
years now ever since I first spilled that chocolate milk all over his white tee
back in 8th grade. We still joke about how his shirt still smells
As I was snapping out of my dreamy state, I see a slight
eyebrow raise and that oh so perfected, closed in face.
“What?,” I flash a quick smile at him, “Taylor’s hot.” Another
I shoved his chest with both hands and threw back my head,
laughing, “You know you want a bromance with him!”
At that, he laughs too and we walk to the table we a
Rose Scented Ashes III - SchoolFast forward a few years...Rose Scented Ashes III - School1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Daniel was now about four, five years old, and getting ready for his first day of school, of Kindergarten. His mother had recently suffered another bout of infuriation toward Valance, who had made one remark about "What happens if the other children find out Daniel's partly plant?" Apparently, she had assumed he meant to reveal it to the other kids, and instantly snapped, chucking a vase at his head, and - thankfully - missing.
Suppose she really didn't want me to have any part in his life, Valance thought as he leaned back in the chair at his desk, reading by the sunlight, slate-violet eyes not really seeing the words on the page in front of him. Not beyond giving him a name - which she has probably already claimed as something she thought of anyway. No, not probably, he already knew as much from the whisperings he tuned in on.
As he listened to the tumult outside of his door, of the babysitter attempting to get the rowdy young c
Can You Feel The Love Tonight - Prussia x CanadaSong: Can You Feel the Love Tonight - The Lion King 2Can You Feel The Love Tonight - Prussia x Canada3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Pairing: PruCan (Prussia x Canada)
"I can see what's happening." Francis sighed as he watched his two friends, Matthew and Gilbert, running around the kitchen of Gilbert's house, smearing chocolate icing on each other's faces and laughing their asses off. He had introduced them to one another a few months earlier at a party that he had managed to drag Matthew to. Of course, since the two were polar opposites, he had expected the worst, but they had really hit it off. They were better friends than anyone else Francis knew. Now he stood by and watched as they attempted to make cupcakes and other sweets for the Christmas party that Gilbert was planning.
Antonio's head snapped up from his careful concentration on the cake he was icing letters onto. "What?"
"And they don't have a clue."
Francis gestured half-heartedly towards the two. "They'll fall in love, and here's the bottom line; our trio's do
moondust.we live in a world where our lungs are black and outlined with angry streaks of red. we plant diseases and destruction in the holes of our stomachs and watch them grow they shoot up fast and clog up our throats with ashy leaves.moondust.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
our fingernails are ripped, jagged edges digging into pale skin and leaving white hot lines in their wake. our wings are crumpled, feathers bent and pressing into the expanse of our backs they're the weights on our shoulders, and there's no space left for anything else.
your tongue is cracked and so is mine. words no longer form, sounds no longer rise. dreams and wishes fall into the cracks as nightmares rush past them out into the open. that breathtaking sequel to life you were hoping for no longer exists we are now aimless, hopeless, and craving for sin.
we swallow moons and exhale moondust; we stray from orbits and into vacuums. but all we ever wanted were the touch of lightly powdered lips against our flesh.
DL's 100 Crayola Colors List1. AlmondDL's 100 Crayola Colors List4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2. Antique Brass
8. Blizzard Blue
9. Blue Bell
10. Blue Gray
11. Blue Violet
13. Brick Red
14. Burnt Orange
15. Burnt Sienna
17. Caribbean Green
18. Carnation Pink
24. Cotton Candy
27. Desert Sand
29. Electric Lime
31. Forest Green
34. Granny Smith Apple
38. Jazzberry Jam
39. Jungle Green
41. Lemon Yellow
42. Macaroni and Cheese
44. Magic Mint
50. Midnight Blue
51. Mountain Meadow
53. Navy Blue
54. Olive Green
56. Outer Space
57. Pacific Blue
60. Pink Flamingo
62. Purple Heart
63. Raw Sienna
64. Raw Umber
65. Robin's Egg Blue
66. Royal Purple
69. Sea Green
Romano x reader (with 2P!Italy) part 3*Warning: I'm not sure this actually needs a warning, but whatever, just in case, there is a bit of blood and gore. Just a bit. I wouldn't be worried if I were you, reader-chan. Except I might be worried about 2P!Italy...He's kinda crazy... Oh, and I apologize about the ending...*Romano x reader (with 2P!Italy) part 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
______ awoke with a pounding in her skull. She groaned and shifted her weight. A metallic clatter came from behind her. Chains. Her arms and legs were bound by chains. What...?
She looked around in a panic, the cool, damp air making her shiver. The hard metal bed beneath her creaked under her weight. She followed the chains with her gaze up to a metal bar on the low ceiling.
On the floor next to the bed, a figure shifted, alarming ______. She cautiously peered over the side, finding a sleeping Feliciano. She nearly smiled, but the night before's events came flooding back to her and she frowned.
'He killed my Roma...' she thought. 'Sweet Feli.
6 Teenage Girls, Adam Young, and a Stolen ImpalaI stopped a moment. We were actually doing this. Truly and seriously.6 Teenage Girls, Adam Young, and a Stolen Impala2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And I had no regrets whatsoever.
It'd been about a week since we'd arrived here, so we'd had quite a bit of time to attempt
to make our conversations and actions amongst each other far less awkward, but we'd failed
miserably. So there we were, best friends, sitting on the front porch steps of his parent's house,
as awkward and quiet, as we'd been for a while. Silence. Complete and utter silence.
I couldn't remember when exactly Taylor and I'd started planning this, but I'm pretty sure
it began as a joke. I mean, I'm not even sure quite how often I stated that I was going to make
this ship canon- pretty often, I'm sure. I never actually thought we'd end up in front of his
parent's house, just sitting and waiting for him to come over for a visit so we could go ahead,
grab him, and run. My ships are important to me and all, but I was never thinking I'd be
kidnapping someone over them. But hey, since we were here, why no
Routine is for the weaksArthur was a man of routine. He is employed in the same journal since he began to work, and since the very first day, he ate every lunch in the little restaurant in front of his office. Often alone, sometimes with one or two coworkers rather quiet and not too boring.Routine is for the weaks2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And every time, he ordered the same meal. A nice veal chop, perfectly cooked and with potatoes, vegetables or crudités depending his mood. After that, he had a dessert when his budget allowed it, and a coffee. And he was ready to go back to work. (And to survive a night getting drunk in the nearest pub after that)
He really liked this restaurant. The waiters were nice, the street not to loud, the decoration was pretty and the regular customers pleasant.
So this Tuesday, when heading towards "Les Trois Petits Cochons" (-yes, what do you want, he found this name stupid too), he had no idea of the tragedy that was about to happen.
As usual, he sat on the third table on the left, the one next to the window, to see the peo
Romano x reader (with 2P!Italy) part 2 ______'s eyes fluttered open to a dark world. She felt the cold sand beneath her and she realized she was still on the beach. What had happened? Then it hit her. Feli. Feli had done this to her. Not the normal cheery, nice Feli. The changed Feli. His dark side.Romano x reader (with 2P!Italy) part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Stupido, stupido ragazza! You're too arrogant!" a voice with a heavy Italian accent called. ______ spun around to see... Romano?!
"Roma... what are you doing here?"
"Saving you, stupid. Now shut up!"
She stopped talking and stared up at the dark night sky. 'Feli...why would you do that?' ______ thought.
Tears suddenly stung her eyes. She closed her eyes, letting the tears slide silently down her cheeks silently.
"H-hey, ______, D-don't cry!" Romano spluttered, hastily bending down and picking ______ up bridal style.
"I thought I said to shut up, ragazza!"
"Roma! Listen to me!"
CanadaxUkraine - No Real LossCanadaxUkraine No Real Loss (oneshot)CanadaxUkraine - No Real Loss2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Parties were always a bummer for Matthew and this one was no exception, though most times it helped when one could actually get to the party in the first place. Unfortunately, there was a mix-up in the planning department when it came to invitations. Oh sure, Matthew got an invitation all right, but it was missing one vital piece of information, the one thing that was missing that ruined his feeling of euphoria at actually being remembered for once: the directions to the party was missing. Thus, poor Matthew had no idea where the party was, much less how to get there.
It was a depressing few minutes for Matthew when that fact slowly sunk in. The snowflakes outside fell at the same pace. He would have called, but his brother neglected to give him his new cell number. So much for spending the beginning of March with his brother and whom he could loosely call friends. But he wasn't going to give up just yet. Knowing his brother to be an egotist
USUK: Sorry"I DON'T THINK YOU REALIZED HOW MUCH YOUR HURT ME!" Arthur shouted, scaring me with his voice.USUK: Sorry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Never had I heard him shout so loud, or see that real emotion in his face. He always looked grumpy, but here he was, bordering on tears. He collapsed down to his knees after that, leaning forward on his hands. He then brought one palm to his face, hiding his eyes with it and letting the strands of his golden hair feed through his fingers. It brought back the memory of how I had hurt him. He was right, I had never realized how much I had hurt him. I crouched down in front of the British man and put a hand on his shoulder, smiling sincerely at him.
"I may have not said it then, but I am really sorry," I tilted me head to the side.
It was then that I heard the sobs. The smile vanished from my face, struck by what I had done. Going with my gut, I grabbed his face with both my hands and moved it into view. The water soaked his face and he looked a mess, the rims of his eyes puff, his nose sniffing
Inner MeI am so numb. I want to forget all these things happened to me in the past... It is too traumatic to get through it. Too fucking painful to even think... and still I do remember.Inner Me2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I've told my history before as it is.
I... I don't know how to start this... And I am sure no-one will read it to the end. This... text... is all about my inner feelings. It might repeat the things I've told in the past. It might repeat itself... but I am purely writing my mind out.
I will.. also add lyrics.... at times. They seem to fit in.
I see when the sky turns black
The clouds start to cry
Then the rain starts to fall
It feels like a burning acid
The tears run down my cheek
They are so salty and sweet
I don't know what is happening
I hope the rain will never end
This rain will wash away my sins
It almost feels like a second skin
The burning feeling
That I have when the sun comes out
Could the storm just appear to the sky
And push away the sun
I have always lived in the rain
For me it's not a game
.sexbomb.and.chocolate.Sexbomb and Chocolate.sexbomb.and.chocolate.7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sylar didn't knock. Just threw open the door and rushed in, searching frantically for Mohinder. He would have called, but it would have been another disaster. He needed Mohinder, and he needed him now. But he wasn't there. The splintered wood and dried blood was still left from his last visit to the apartment. All of Mohinder's things were gone. Even his own were gone. Sylar couldn't imagine where the scientist had gone, but he needed to see him. It was very urgent.
He had considered phoning information, but if Mohinder had moved, what were the chances of information being able to locate him? His last resort was to call the scientist's cell phone, something he would have rather not done.
Quietly, patiently, he stood in a stifling telephone booth, his jacket making him sweat more than was necessary. The phone had been ringing for minutes on end. Mohinder wouldn't answer.
"Hello?" That silky, English accent tumbled from those lips, and his nerves were o
Romano x reader (With 2P!Italy) part 1 ______ gazed out over the ocean, her (e/c) eyes sparkling in the late afternoon sun. She watched, sitting in the sand, as the sun dipped over the horizon. As ______ watched the summer sunset, she heard someone sit down next to her. She looked ove her shoulder, finding a golden-eyed Feliciano.Romano x reader (With 2P!Italy) part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hello, ______." His voice was uncharacteristically serious. "Can I ask you something?"
"I, um, was wondering, uh..." _______ was worried by then, Feli was never nervous around her. They had been best friends forever. "We are best friends no matter what, right?"
"Even....even if...um, well, circumstantially...if I l-liked you?" Feli adverted his eyes, blushing.
______smiled, gently putting a hand on Feliciano's shoulder. "Of course, Feli, although...I do get the feeling that your liking me isn't just an example."
"Well...yeah, it's not."
Swiftfang's Love Prologue (A Trade w/ friend)Welcome loner. The name's Swiftfang, warrior of Darkclan. Don't worry I won't attack you. My leader Cloudstar is letting you visit. What's your name? Oh! What a lovely name! It's very nice to meet you. You're wondering why you're here aren't you. Well I have a story to tell. A story that all cats should know so that they won't make the mistake that I have. Yes, it was a huge mistake that I have made. You see... I was in love with three cats. One from another clan and the other two in Darkclan. I am mates with one of them in Darkclan. The other cat that I love in Darkclan is still here. I watch her closely. I'm one of her best friends. Everyday I try to make her happy. The cat from the other clan... Well... She's mates with a different cat in her clan. I don't love her anymore though. My heart doesn't pound for her anymore. Well anyways... Let's get on with my story shall we?Swiftfang's Love Prologue (A Trade w/ friend)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It started when I just became a apprentice of Darkclan...