In a war outguned (Russia x Reader oneshot)Screams of agony could be herd all around as my men fell to the snow encrusted ground. We were outmatched but we refused to give up. This was a war I could not afford to loos and no plans in doing so. Still though, as I lessoned to the cries of my men as they fought on and on I started to feel a little bad for pushing them into this. But me being their country I suppose they had no other choice. There had been a lot of dispute about it between them and the ruling vote was to go through with it even though my friends, Prussia, Hungary and even America said not to….In a war outguned (Russia x Reader oneshot)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Still! This was a fight that needed to be fought! And here I am now, watching my men fall to the hand of the man who started everything. I look at him now, his Violet eyes locked with mine. Russia. I know what you’re thinking; “Russia!? You’re in a war with Russia!?!?” And you’re probably cursing my stupidity under your words, but yes. I am fighting a war with Russia. A war that prob
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 57Everlasting Snow: Chapter 572 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warning: This chapter contains spoilers regarding the Rise of the Guardians movie!
You brace yourself for impact.
But it doesn’t come.
You feel something catch you, slowing down the pace of your fall. You slowly open your eyes, daring to relax.
The wind whirls around your feet and shins, providing a cushion between you and the hard ground.
It slowly sets you down, your feet softly making contact with the earthen floor.
It leaves your feet and swirls up and around you in a single, long, invisible line, making you giggle as your clothes dance slightly from the wind. You’re reminded of a cat’s tail wrapping around its owner’s leg as it purrs, longing to be pet and loved.
It leaves the rest of your body and rubs against your cheek, feeling very much like a delicate hand resting on your face in a final farewell. Then, it departs.
Thank you, you call after it, still smi
F09T Book 1 Chapter 12Fox O'Nine TalesF09T Book 1 Chapter 124 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Book One: Larissa of Foxwood
"We are halfway to our destination. You rode very well last night."
Dr. Gwen looked up into the great wolf's face, which fairly glowed, its frame of sleek wolf-hair looking like glistening flames in the illumination of the setting sun's last rays. She attempted a small smile at the compliment. But even the muscles in her face were still sore from the exhausting ride, even after she had slept almost the entire day away. She had awakened only an hour earlier to find a meal left warming for her over a nearby campfire. There was also in the near distance a small makeshift teepee-like tent which she discovered was equipped to provide everything needed for a quick ladylike clean-up, including privacy. But Knight Nathaniel was missing. It was as she was finishing the surprisingly sweet and tasty tea he had left prepared for her that the wolfen guardian rea
no one listensthis is the part where you start listening.no one listens2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i'm not one to pour my words,
cheap wine no glass just red solo cup,
into an empty room.
i'm not one to talk when everyone
only pretends they're listening when really,
they're just hearing.
the part you start listening
comes at the part where i show you my skin.
i could show you my heart all i want
but you won't hear me.
i could tell you about every moment
i've spent basking, drowning
in whatever endless emotion
and you would nod sympathetically.
but you still wouldn't listen.
not til i show you my skin
screenprinted and scattered in scars,
hatchmarking of blended bends
and tall and stretched.
or if i told you how i've left my body
in shambles, and left it, broken
and rained on like cardboard boxes on city streets
five years after my destruction proved inadequate
until someone else
with fracturing fingers
ruined me worse.
my bones splintered under the thin
stretch of skin
covering them until i grew thick limbs,
a trunk like a tree.
~In Your Eyes~ A Prussia x Reader One Shot~In Your Eyes~ A Prussia x Reader One Shot2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Suck it losers! Make way for the awesome Gilbert!"
You giggled as your best friend Gilbert continued to make a fool of himself. He didn't care and that's what you loved about him. Sure, he could be a little brash and prideful, but there was another side to him. In middle school, you were always the target because you got the best grades. You were outside the school, surrounded by a group of girls. They had pushed you into the wall and broken your glasses, now they just sneered and laughed as you cried. Then out of nowhere appeared this strange looking boy. He came up to you and picked up your broken glasses and then turned to the girls. "You know, bullying is so not awesome." He grabbed your arm and pulled you away from them. Ever since then, you've clung to his side. That was the day you fell for the egotistical sweetheart.
You and Gilbert were spending study hall in the library, with you actually studyin
F0X09T Book 1 Chapter 10Fox O'Nine TalesF0X09T Book 1 Chapter 104 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Book One: Larissa of Foxwood
Dr. Gwen Osgood ran and ran until she could run no more, and then, her heaving lungs aching, her trembling legs growing numb, she finally collapsed in a defeated heap upon the polished stone floor of the palatial hallway. Slowly she raised her weary head to see, once again, exactly what she feared she would once again see. She was indeed, once again, exactly where she was when she had begun her attempted "escape" hours before. She was again staring through the open doors into the elegant and sumptuously appointed suite of rooms in which she had found herself upon awakening awakening after having lost consciousness during her nightmare horseback ride (abducted!) through a savage thunderstorm.
Have I somehow gone absolutely mad? wondered the frightened doctor, a strange question for an eminently well-trained and well-respected profes
F0X09T Book 1 Chapter 9Fox O'Nine TalesF0X09T Book 1 Chapter 95 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Book One: Larissa of Foxwood
"Princess Winona!" cried Larissa, realizing she had lost track of Reggie and Bea in the friendly crush of Royal Council Princesses. She spun round frantically and, seeing the Princess just behind her, reflexively clutched the Princess's royal wrist. She then gasped a slight gasp and released her impulsive grasp, hoping she had not done something wrong. But Princess Winona only smiled a reassuring smile.
"What's wrong, Larissa?" asked Winona.
"I've, I've lost Reggie and Bea!" sputtered Larissa.
Winona's smile remained. "I'm sure we've only misplaced them. They are certainly too precious to us to ever become lost to us." And with that, Princess Winona made a motion with her hand and the small engulfing sea of Royal Council Princesses parted
F0X09T Book 1 Chapter 8Fox O'Nine TalesF0X09T Book 1 Chapter 85 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Larissa of Foxwood
Larissa could feel the pounding of her heart sharpen and quicken, as if there were a terrified trapped mouse inside her and it wanted to burst free of her chest and flee back down the polished stone hallway to the sunlight and freedom outside! It was then that Bea clasped Larissa's hand tightly in her furry paw and Larissa was greatly relieved to know that she wasn't the only one shaking with nervousness. She glanced sideways at Reggie and saw that he was pretending to be very cool and calm and matter-of-fact about all these fancy regal goings-on, but he kept nervously clearing his throat with little coughs that sounded like little muffled foxy snarls. Only Lord Chamberlain Reynard seemed quite in his natural element, fairly prancing down the long broad hallway just in front of the shaky trio of nervous visitors.
Request! - ChinaXReader - Be MineRequest! - ChinaXReader - Be Mine2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Yao!! Wait up!" You called, chasing after your Chinese best friend.
The long brown haired boy turned and looked at you, smiling. "Well hurry up, (name). Your kung fu lessons start soon."
When you caught up to him, he started walking again and you easily kept pace with him. Not only was he in your class, and your best friend, but he also taught you kung fu in his free time at his house. And even thought it was just the two of you, he kept you on a strict schedule with practices saying that it teaches discipline, which is what, in his words, kung fu is all about. But some of the time the two of you would just end up acting stupid and laughing. You still did get some training in, even though it didn’t seem like it.
"Valentine's day in in a week, you know." You told him. "Do you have any one special you're going to ask to be your valentine this year?"
"Why do you want to know?" He asked in his cute accent.
"Because you said last year that you did have someone in mind, but you never
Death the Kid X Reader ~Symmetrical love~Death the Kid yawned and turned to cuddle his wife __(Y/N)___ closer as she slept. She shifted in his arms. Sleepily she opened her eyes to look at him. His gentle smile spread across his face as he chuckled slightly "I love you ___(Y/N)___". She smiled and tenderly kissed his lips. "I love you more" she replied giggling slightly. Kid's smile faded to a straight line. His eyebrow raised slightly, his thoughts wondering to her words lack of symmetry. "I love you more." He echoed hoping they would now be balanced out.Death the Kid X Reader ~Symmetrical love~2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
___(Y/N)__'s playful smile danced across her lips realizing she had pushed one of her husband's buttons. She giggles snuggling into his chest before pulling back too gaze up at him with a devilish smile. "I love you most."
Kid's raised eyebrow met the other in a disapproving scowl. Still unaware of his wife's intention he tried once more to balance things out. "I love you most."
She chuckled at her husband attempt to balance out her love confession by parroting them. She sh
We Poets Are Frustrated...We Poets Are Frustrated...We Poets Are Frustrated...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am sure that you have all experienced this feeling:
A masterpiece eclipsed by the baying of a brat!
A raucous rhyme, so emotionally raw;
Shadowed by a child's melancholia...
Alone in the darkness, you lick your lips and growl.
Your anger, so evidently understandable; yet you forget your own abilities!
In despair, my dearest sibling, you have forgotten — yourself
Why fear an obstacle so easily overcome?
Why shred your works with such heavy tears?
Have you forgotten that we are the original craftsman?
Our tongues birthed as our chisels and axe!
We need only take these simple themes
And corrupt them with all our twisted fears...
This hatred inside of you, this bubble of frustration and anxiety —
Let it swell like a pus-filled abscess of anger!
And with your words unleash this vicarious plague!
Take the unblemished works that have scorned you,
And inject them with the very darkness of your soul!
Let bleeding lips,
FOX09T Book 1 Chapter 1F09T Book 1 Chapter One - Larissa Of FoxwoodFOX09T Book 1 Chapter 15 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
As the first soft gray wave of pre-dawn light filtered in through the open bedroom window, there was the slightest movement beneath the blankets. He detected it of course immediately, his peaked ears twitching and rotating like tiny radar stations, his ever-vigilant amber eyes flashing fully open. Yes, she was stirring. Soon she would be awake. His guardian duties were done for another night. He carefully raised himself from where he had lain curled up at the foot of the bed and alighted with a little jump from the bed to the floor. His four black-stockinged paws made no sound as he padded across the hardwood floor. Then came the short hop to the dresser top beneath the open window. There he hesitated to turn and regard his sleeping charge for a moment before departing. He wondered how such a seemin
Duplicate (Poem)Duplicate (Poem)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
They built me in the shadows
And bled my sallow, rigid
Blood until I was a waif
And bent on hell's revenge.
At the toll of torn benevolence
Rose my mother and my
Forefathers; yet none of
Them could ever stand with me.
They construct my heart from
Beating tissue of living flesh,
Ripped from the shreds and
Tatters of rotting, sour souls.
And so, here I lie, a product
Of a broken past and the
Malicious intent of men who
Were better strangled by fate.
Let no one find me, for I can
Do this on my wretched own.
Decrepit and disillusioned; no
One dares release my fetid bonds.
Yet I can hear the machinist's
Machines working for the men
Who bulk and exhaust their
Inhuman, sanguinary steam.
They incite my rage as I lie
On the cusp of sleepless sleep,
A savant of all the idiots that
Cannot stand their ground.
I can sense them, their crooked
Thoughts and smiles, bound
To bondage of kings and serfs
They sow an unrepentant land.
Hear me, now; I will end this
Sin to flawed perfection.
I will liv
The Side Effects Of YaoiRating: T+The Side Effects Of Yaoi4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pairings/Characters: Hardenshipping (Archie/Maxie), slight Hoennshipping (Brendan/May) if you squint, mentions of Originshipping (Steven/Wallace).
Warnings: Slight language(?), adult situations, Slight OOC(?) and yaoi/shounen-ai. You've been warned.
All errors are my own fault.
Another day, another pile of pointless paperwork, Maxie thought to himself as he sat as his desk, his upper body hunched over what had to be the fifteenth pile of paperwork he received today. With a reluctant sigh, he continued working, not taking a break for much of anything until a knock came on his office door.
"Maxie, sir," Tabitha called from the opposite side of the door, "a package arrived for you."
A package? Who would be sending me anything? He wondered as he rose from his desk.
"Alright, just leave it outside my door," Maxie replied as Tabitha set down the package, leaving with
Yogscast - Mommy Honeydew You known that saying of being in the wrong place at the wrong time? Well, that would be the case for Xephos; Lalna and Sjin at the moment.Yogscast - Mommy Honeydew2 years ago in Humor More Like This
After a goodnight's rest the three had gone out to look for a enderman that had stolen some of their machinery, leaving Sips and Honeydew to wait and continue the construction of Jaffahampton. They weren't very worried since they knew the three could handle an Enderman, what with Xephos amazing archery skills; Lalna's perfect aim and his laser; and Sjin's....What ever skill he had.
When the group failed to come back however, the dwarf had began to worry.
"What if they got lost? Or the Enderman had friends? Or Sjin killed both and ran off with their junk?" Honeydew wouldn't stop asking the Dirt Trader who simply rolled his eyes in annoyance and looked back at him from the sculpture he was finishing.
"Relax they probably just haven't found it yet, so stop nagging and get back to work...You want this stuff done don't you?" Si
We could be forever- chapter 43~Touya~We could be forever- chapter 432 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Trying to play fight with a pokemon was a bad choice to begin with… but trying to play fight with an eleven foot snake that’s body was as thick as your head was a whole different mistake.
Serperior, who was normally so high class and gentle and easy going, turned into a thorough killer when she was in battle, and regardless of it being a play fight or not she was still the scariest fucking thing I had ever come face to face with (accept maybe for my own dilemmas).
She was strong, a solid slithering muscle covered in sleek oily skin, glistening under the moon as the starts twinkled and the late summer hat set in. It had been especially hot around Aspertia this last week, and threats about wild fires had come on the news—not a good sign when east on the mainland Unova was suffering from snow flurries.
I hadn’t decided what to do about Team Plasma really… but I decided that if things got worse and I heard anything more about it on the news I would h
Flames and Ashes. (Prince Zuko X reader)Flames and Ashes. (Prince Zuko X reader)5 months ago in Romance More Like This
You awaken in the middle of the night to your little sister, Megara, screaming. You throw the sheets off of you and stumble into her bedroom. She's sitting up in her bed. When you come to her bedside, she wraps her arms around you and begins to cry. You cradle her in your arms and run a hand through her blonde curls.
"Shh, it's okay," you whisper to her. "Everything's okay. I've got you."
Even as you soothe her, you can feel the heat radiating from her body. The fever is striking once more. Meg's small body is covered in a sheen of sweat. You pull her away from you just enough to take in her blood red cheeks. Even her blue eyes are glazed.
"Lay back down, sweetheart. I'm going to get Abriah." Meg leaves the safety of your arms and crawls back into the bed. You wrap the covers around her.
"I'm scared, sissy," Meg says in a small voice. Her bottom lip trembles. "And I don't feel good."
You bend down and give her a quick kiss on the forehead. "You're going to be fine. I'll go get Abriah a
Goodbye?I can see it comingGoodbye?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your inevitable shatter
I can hear it coming
The words that you fear to utter
I can feel it breaking
That heart you pretend doesn't exist
I can hear it falling
The tear you struggle to dismiss
Now in my hands
Our fate reluctantly rests
And here in my hands
My decisions are put to the test..
Windfall - Part 2Rarity's employees at the Carousel Boutique had just finished drawing the blinds and hanging the "Closed" sign in the window when they heard the gentle tapping of their boss' hooves on the polished floor to draw their attention.Windfall - Part 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A brisk smile crossed her alabaster face as her red rimmed glasses settled onto her nose. "Well done, darlings. Now that you've finished I'd like to take a few moments to discuss all the orders for the GGG as well as give you the overview for this year's Fall collection."
She turned and summoned a cork board festooned with drawings and fabric swatches from the back room with the glittering magic from her horn. "I'll be returning to Canterlot tomorrow to oversee the work at The Bijou personally, so you'll be on your own until I return for the Summer Sun Celebration."
At this her two assistants, Snips the apprentice tailor and Thimble the seamstress, exchanged a concerned glance. Rarity usually preferred to keep a tight rein on the Gala dresses her boutique produ
How To Eat A MandolinMandolin-eating is a revered art practiced by the likes of Roger Tull and Syd Barrett. With this easy guide, you can do it, too! Ye be warned, however: the path to a fully consumed mandolin is difficult, and it can be dangerous when navigated improperly. So, follow this guide to the letter, and if you're not sure about something, feel free to ask.How To Eat A Mandolin5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
1. Remove the tuning pegs. Nibble on these as a warm-up exercise. At this point, you will experience the raw, succulent taste of mandolin for the first time. This is something that not many people accomplish, so be proud. Now is also a good time to gauge how difficult the mandolin-eating process is going to be. Was the process of eating the pegs a piece of cake? Slightly uncomfortable, but tolerable? So painful that you think you'll die? Remember: a little tooth pain is normal, but if it becomes extreme, measures should be taken to make it easier. (See Tips for more details on that.)
2. De-string the mandolin.
Playing Tag (Riley/Steven)When Riley met Steven four months ago on Iron Island, the land of a thousand breeds of Steel-type Pokemon, the first thing he did was ridicule.Playing Tag (Riley/Steven)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I thought the Champions were type-neutral," Riley heckled, the first thing he said as he stumbled upon Steven training against the wild Pokemon of the island. "You train only Steel types? That's rather close-minded, Hoenn-boy."
Steven had frowned at him, this man with the strangely slanted hat, indigo attire, and the sturdy-eyed Lucario that stood beside him. Pluck a feather in his cap, and he could have been a sixteenth-century thief. "How did you know that I'm the Hoenn Champion?" Steven inquired.
"I can tell a Champion from the way he stands and the way he fights," Riley said.
"Thank you," Steven replied, taking that as a compliment.
Riley had cackled. "I never said your fighting style was good, sir." He paused. "Oh, and people from Hoenn have an accent that sounds like a foghorn. Just a thought."
That set the tone for Steven and Riley's fr
plumbumshe has a heart of goldplumbum3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and she, a heart of lead
and she, a heart of uranium.
and they go walking sometimes, the three of them.
gold is confident in her worth,
bought and sold and bought and sold
the virgin whore
and lead behind,
heart heavy in her chest
guilt from bullets
and pride from pipes
and anxiety from irreparable brain damage
and somewhere off to the side treads uranium,
white skin glowing,
thin frame for a dense core.