Hearty Heaven: PrologueTifa had always thought it was funny when Wedge glanced down at his portly belly between rounds at Seventh Heaven. Like maybe he was hoping it would disappear, or fearing he'd see it growing.Hearty Heaven: Prologue3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He never had turned down an offer of food from her though. It made her wonder if maybe he wasn't afraid to see it taking over his lap. Maybe he wanted it to. He was such a happy, helpful taste tester, cheerfully giving her feedback to refine and tweak her menu, that she didn't think about it too much...
But she wondered, once, if she wanted to see it grow too.
It had been a long time since she'd thought of that; so many things had happened, and sadly, Wedge and his shy, cheerful, chubby smile would never again be seen around Seventh Heaven. ...All things considered, it was pretty strange who had finally reminded her of Wedge's taste-testing. They were both shy, but unlike Wedge's good-natured acquiescence in all things--
"Think I've had
Chimera: A Garrus / Shepard RomanceCHAPTER 13: TED'SChimera: A Garrus / Shepard Romance3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Though the music served only as ambiance for the bar to further its Earthy appeal, the melody she heard was unmistakable. She would've recognized her father's playing anywhere. This particular one was his rendition of one of his favorite jazz compilations. Several different melodies blending into one another, each one highlighted for about a minute before he moved on to the next one. The music sparked random memories from her childhood, mostly of their lessons together and a few of dancing with her mother in their small cabin.
Self-doubt creeping in, she dropped behind her mother and Anderson, beginning to wonder if this was such a good idea after all. It had been so very long since she touched a piano. She didn't even know if she could remember how to play.
" I don't know mom," Sera said hesitantly.
Hannah led them to one of the common areas just off the entrance of the bar and waited until there was a lull in the passers-by before speaking. She thought for a m
TwilightTwilight6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She wanted to live in an old villa
or a cottage by the sea
with cool slate flagstones
covered in moss
that cupped her feet
and grapevines trailing like brides
down to the water
where she would sit and paint
the red boats
and the warm slant of sun
that toyed with the long morning
and filled it with conversation.
She wanted to beckon the afternoon
and gather it in her lap
in a bentwood chair
under a trellis
that grew ivy green
like the madness
of untamed summer
where she could write memoirs,
scandals of lovers
and too many trysts
that would raise eyebrows
and she would sip Limoncello
while the bees told her stories.
And the evening would fall at her feet
just like it always did
and the China red moon
would rise from the trees
and race down the path
to greet her
and she would stretch out in a silk hammock
on her white-washed porch
where she could make up dreams
the bright embers
and the cricket drone air
that drenched the long night
cocooning her s
Cat!England x Reader - Birthday PresentCat!England x Reader - Birthday Present2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The cool, spring air blew against your forehead as you were walking home from a late night party, causing strands of your bunned hair to whip back behind you. The slight heels on your flats clicked against the pavement, and being preoccupied with something in your purse, you didn't see where you were going. And because you were digging through such a small handbag for just a measly iPhone, you ended up running into someone. Upon impact with a hard, muscle-y chest, you looked up at who you bumped into. Unfortunately, it was a drunkard who smelled strongly of alcohol. The smell of him was enough to make you gag.
"Heey therr, purrty," the man slurred, too drunk to even walk on his own two feet. He looked you up and down, obviously feeling like the luckiest guy on earth just because he happened to bump into a young girl wearing a cocktail dress at night. You could tell because of the smirk he wore on his face; guys like that bothered you to no extent. "How 'bout I take you tah m' house and
CheaterOnce a cheater, always a cheater?Cheater5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is there a reason to the ruin they cause?
They're tornadoes that skim the outskirts of life
Using people and obsession to hide all their flaws
They take pieces of others to make up themselves
They use the lines that worked before
They make promises they break and numb others' hearts
or leave them broken, bleeding on the floor
But they leave more than longing, hate, hurt and greed,
which feeds jealousy, resentment and pride
They break down the trust you strive to build
and murder relationships with their lies
is it strength?is it strength?is it strength?10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you smile
because it's the only thing you can do
is that strength?
when you stay in bed,
too weak to move,
instead of raiding the medicine cabinet
in search of death,
is that strength?
when your life falls apart,
and you somehow survive,
through no fault of your own,
is that strength?
how can being torn apart,
be the means of becoming strong?
Defending FiDefending Fi3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
To hear that Fi is as annoying as Navi or is a failed replica of Midna is a very bad and misjudged way to view her. Fi is not a bad companion, in fact if anything she's the exact opposite, in my opinion. Fi had an awesome theme, possibly one of the most versatile companions gameplay wise, and contained plenty of witty and humerous quotes and quips.
Fi wasn't designed to be a Midna wannabe, and I'm pretty sure Nintendo knows that possibly nothing can take her place. To say that she had a critically underdeveloped chracter and I can see your postion on that, but I think the developers wanted an independent, player made feelings for her. I say this because at the end, you suddenly realize the importance of Fi's relationship to you, and it really emphasises how you interpret Fi, and it was a daring step for the developers. Indeed, interpreting her character is what the depection of Link is supposed to be, right? After all, she is a robot designed to cope with the duti
Hetalia Romantic Lines!A few loving words from Hetalia men to all you readers out there! Valentine’s Day special!Hetalia Romantic Lines!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
America: You are my best friend, my shoulder to lean on, the one person I know I can count on, you're the love of my life, you're my one and only, you're my everything.
England: I sent an angel to look over you at night. The angel came back a minute later, and I asked it why. It told me angels don’t watch over other angels.
Russia: I love you sunflower, and every time I see you I just want to hold you in my arms and never let go because you're the girl that fills all the little dark places in my heart.
China: You deserve the world, and I know I can't give that to you. So I'll give you the next best thing....my world.
Germany: If it wasn't for you, I would have never believed that angels really existed
North Italy: If there has to be a reason why I love you…I will only say that it is because 'you are you'!
South Italy: Never ever go away from me. I will not say that 'I will die
(Reader x Japan) Crow's Nightmare (Chapter 2)DISCLAIMER: I don't own you or Hetalia. You know it. ಠ_ಠ(Reader x Japan) Crow's Nightmare (Chapter 2)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WARNING: Gruesome killing scenes
Assassin!Reader x Police!Japan
Chapter 2: Cyanide Kills the Victim; The Witness Killed Her Pride
The skies above were a dark charcoal gray, and (name) had just got a phone call from her boss to meet at the crime organization headquarters located in Ikebukuro. Though it was fairly dark for 10 PM, the neon lights didn't fail to light the streets. Without an umbrella in hand, the secret assassin ran through the streets, dodging the crowd of people and umbrellas.
Climbing into the famous Sunshine City Hotel, she found a familiar desk at the front desk. Digging her hands into her pockets and fishing out a small ID card.
"Boss is waiting for you."
She said leading (name) to the elevator to the basement, only to climb onto another separate elevator to the headquarters. Greeted by two locked, glass doors, you scanned your hand and card, as well as the specially designed bullet for (name) t
GermanyxReaderxPrussia :: Brothers' LoveYou hear the door fly open, you rushed to the door and you see something that you wish you didn't. Ludwig covered in blood, bruises, and dirt and he just gave you one of his 'don't worry about it' smiles. That smile makes you want to slap him but you never could.GermanyxReaderxPrussia :: Brothers' Love4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You rushed to his side, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and lead him to his bed. When you got him to the bed, you hurried to get the first aid kit. You came back and Feliciano was at his side, he looked at you with a concerned look in his closed eyes. You just gave him a gentle smile as you walked to Ludwig's side and tended to his wounds.
You woke up and saw that you had fallen asleep next to the German in the bed. 'How did I get here?' you sat up, 'Oh, it must be a habit now... You felt something holding your hand. You lifted your it and saw that Ludwig had been holding it. Your face started to feel a bit warm as you looked over at the sleeping German's peaceful face just then a terrible thought crossed you
Cazar ideasCazar ideas4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
No hay nada más frustrante que un artist block y para mí no hay nada más frustrante que leer eso de alguien más.
Sé que deben haber otros tuts con cómo salir de un artist block, así que simplemente me basaré en cómo pueden cazar la inspiración, estén bloqueados o no, pero primero deben responder a la pregunta:
¿Me satisface lo que hago?
Si están bloqueados es porque necesitan simplemente un cambio de aires, uno se aburre hasta de lo que más le gusta hacer. Ahora, si están bloqueados tipo "nada me sale" o "no puedo hacer nada" y el cambio de aires no es una idea a aceptar, lo tomaría como que son esclavos de lo que hacen y por eso tanto su imaginación como su cuerpo (el "plasmador" de obras) se rebelan. Pongan atención a sus estados y no vayan en su contra, eso empeora el caso. Si ya no pueden dibujar, escriban, si no escriben, lean, vean películas, hagan deporte, jueguen videojue
Germany and reader: Prisoner 9Thank you for all the possitive feedback!Germany and reader: Prisoner 94 years ago in Settings More Like This
you typed in Facebook and press enter. turns out Gilbert had an account on there and was still logged in. you looked at his friends online. Ludwig had a facebook account?
sweet this will be awesome you thought. then a chat box opened up at the bottom of the screem.
"have you seen -name-?" you quickly logged off of Gilbert's account and logged on to yours. you quickly found Ludwigs profile and sent him a friend request with an Message
saying "Trololol Ludwig ^_^ your losing the game!"
a few seconds later a chat box appeared
[Ludwig] -NAME- HOW DID YOU FIND ME ON FACEBOOK AND HOW DID YOU EVEN GET ACCESS TO THE INTERNET?
[-name-] I know people lol
[Ludwig] JUST TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE
[-name-] Not when your in your all caps rage
[Ludwig] JUST TELL ME WERE YOU ARE!
[-name-] lol i was looking at your list of friends and you have very few! Also i like y
Pirate!SpainXReader Not your ordinary lady Part 11 Your friend was nonplussed.Pirate!SpainXReader Not your ordinary lady Part 112 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Is this some joke?" she queried. Her head slightly moved back and her eyes widened a bit more. She let out a breath. You could tell she was hoping it was.
You balled your fists and willed yourself to stop crying. Crying wouldn't do you any good.
"No. It's not a joke. I swear."
"But...how?" She looked genuinely confused. "You're not even married!"
Her brother packed up his equipment. "I'll leave you two to your own devices." He rushed out of the room.
You gestured for her to come sit by you.
"You know the tavern I used to go to, (Friend Name)?"
"I may have done something I shouldn't have."
"How could you, 'do something you shouldn't have' if everyone thinks your a man?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Well, someone found out."
"So then you made love?! Who was this particular person who you just decided to do that with?" She stood up and folded her arms. Sh
TwoProsper grumpily banged his feet against the solid wood of the examination table he was sitting atop. He knew his mother was ignoring him, and, even worse, not even bothering to hide it, sitting across the room reading one of the many magazines that where piled on the small tables. He hated going to the doctor. Dr. Knowles always ruffled his hair too hard and talked too loud. If he told Prosper that he had to get a shot he was going to run for it. Stubbornly continuing to glare at his oblivious mother, he clenched his fingers around the edges of the table and waited for the stupid doctor to come in.Two5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
However, when the door finally did open, instead of seeing the large, obnoxious, slightly balding old man that he had come to expect, he was faced with- unexpectedly- the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, with long brown hair and a pretty face.
"Hey there, Prosper," she said with a smile that lit up her face, "I'm Jane. Dr. Knowles is on vacation right now, so I'm going to be helping y
SherlockxAssassin!Reader: deadly Ch. 6SherlockxAssassin!Reader: deadlySherlockxAssassin!Reader: deadly Ch. 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter six: brother
‘Miss (l/n), your brother needs to rest!’ a nurse called, but you just kept walking, followed by Sherlock and John.
‘Miss (l/n)!’ the nurse tried again, but you pushed her aside and entered the room your brother was in.
‘James, you worthless idiot!’ you hissed when you saw your brother in his hospital bed. ‘You should’ve paid attention!’
‘Nice to see you again, (f/n),’ James said, unaffected by your words.
‘You’re lucky to be alive!’ you continued. ‘Why didn’t you see him coming? He could’ve killed you, he would’ve. Why didn’t he kill you?’ You frowned and started walking back and fro through the room.
‘He could’ve killed you,’ you mumbled. ‘But he didn’t. No, but why? Ah, of course!’
‘What?’ James asked.
You understood why he was still alive. Jim had se
Reader x Prussia Chapter 7Reader x Prussia Chapter 73 years ago in Romance More Like This
You opened your eyes.
’ Oh my god. I had a nightmare. I kissed him, because there was something with a horse and my arm and… I am glad this was not reality.’
You wanted to stretch your arms but suddenly pain went into your arm and you looked on it. This was not a dream you realized and then you remembered what you have said and blushed.
You felt terrible and weak. The whole accident stressed you and your body’s energy was off. There was a little piece of paper next to you.
I don’t want to see you working today, okay? You are looking terrible weak and ill – yes I know everything and by the way the nurse told me the same. Try to rest and your arm will be okay soon.
You smiled and tried to sleep again. Pure happiness filled your heart.
Later – at 11am – you were not able to sleep anymore and you were bored. You looked on the ceiling and thought about the past.
Suddenly it knoc
GermanyxReader~A Birthday to RememberGermanyxReader~A Birthday to Remember3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
(y/n) Your Name
(f/d) Favorite Drink
(h/c) Hair Color
(e/c) Eye Color
"Ich liebe dich" I love you
You took a sip of your (f/d) and glanced around at the party. Alfred and some of the other countries had planned a surprise birthday party in your honor. You were loved by all and known for keeping the World Meetings under control, although you weren’t a country yourself. The only reason you attended the meetings was because you were Mr. Beilschmidt’s (or more formally known as Germany or Ludwig) secretary and Lieutenant. Basically, one of your most important jobs was to keep him from having a tantrum.
The world meeting room had been completely transformed. Streamers and balloons hung from the chairs and the curtains and everywhere else they could be. Refreshments were stacked across the large table in the center of the room. Everything from deserts to appetizers from every culture was t
do you even love me anymore?i used to dream about a broken heart,do you even love me anymore?4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
i wanted something inspiring,
something to write, draw and sing about.
and what is more inspiring than
the shattered pieces of a heart
that just couldn't hold any more pain?
i guess i'm going to get what i always wanted so much.
this one is for the boy
with the deep green eyes
i drowned in and the
scars i could never heal.
i'm sorry that you need to let go.
i can't believe it's going to happen,
and i wish it didn't hurt so much,
but it does.
if there's something i learnt
from the moon, is that loneliness
can be beautiful too.
but it will never be as beautiful as us, together.
you said you'd catch me if i fall,
but you're pushing me down a cliff.
that's worse, isn't it?
when you looked at the moon,
i looked at the stars.
now you're as far away as they are,
or even further.
i can't stop thinking,
i can't stop crying,
i can't stop loving,
i just can't stop.
i'm going too fast,
so you better catch up
before i burn.
i've never loved someone
100 Ways to Annoy Ratchet100 Ways to Annoy Ratchet:100 Ways to Annoy Ratchet2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1) Steal Ratchet's equipment; particularly his wrench.
2) Hit people with Ratchet's wrench while acting like the doc' himself.
3) Break Ratchet's equipment frequently.
4) Act like you know more than Ratchet.
5) Tell Ratchet he isn't helpful or instrumental at all in this war.
6) Show him all the ships, pairings, smut, lemons, and otherwise mpreg and otherwise with him in it. Even the stuff shipping him with Optimus/June/Megatron/Knock Out/Wheeljac/etc. Relish the rest of your life knowing you scarred him forever.
7) Mock Ratchet and mimic his gestures.
8) Call him a druggie after the Synthetic Energon incident.
9) Offer to go fetch Ratchet a Scraplet from the artic for him.
10) Ask him when he's going to shut up and just kiss Optimus already to make up for being a bad housewife.
11) Paint a monocle and mustache on Ratchet as he sleeps. If you can make one, also design a top hat and super glue it up top of his head.
12) Shout "HOOAH!" each time that you
catch twenty-two"i love the way you lookcatch twenty-two2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in candlelight," you will say
where you flicker
your skin the kind of orange
that comes sober in sunset,
just sweltered into the blues
before it completely dies out,
dusk fit into the contours of your skin-
but unlike the sun
you're more of a chasm-
what we will say is
an inherent, permanent flicker
in the darkest of your december bedroom
before we try to sleep
but i only find myself staring at you
wondering when the light will die
and the burning next to me
will become an icy cold
and the light under your eyelids
will cool into its natural blue
and your cheekbones will freeze
so they cannot fit into my hand
as they once did
and idly, i will wonder
if the delicate rise of the sun
and save me from your cold december bedroom
before you reach nothingness.
Frozen Amethyst Chapter 24Frozen Amethyst Chapter 242 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I vill not have you causing any more trouble in my house!" North yelled as he pulled out his two swords and dashed towards Pitch.
The dark man didn't have any time to react before North threw himself at him, pushing both of them out of a nearby window.
Each of the Guardians rushing to a window to see if North was hurt, you just stood there, not too far away from Jack. He wore a hurt expression on his face before lifting his gaze up to you.
"(y/n)... I can't believe you'd-"
"Jack, look out!" Bunny warned his friend. But he was late by a few seconds.
A nightmare had sprung from who-knows-where and had tackled Jack out the same shattered window.
Soon enough, Tooth, Bunny and Sandy scrambled to their feet and hopped outside as well.
Now you were left to stand alone in the immense room. Figuring out it'd be a good idea to actually to something productive, you leaved over the window frame. You were able to catch a glimpse of Pitch and North, in the middle of an intense combat on one of the
Las cartas entre amigasQuerida Marie.Las cartas entre amigas3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Me encanto la postal que me enviaste de París,.. pero deja de pedirme que te acompañe...no quiero ir contigo a tu luna de miel.
Aquí en Danville todo esta bien. Ahh puedes o mejor pueden dejar de fingir que su visita para el siguiente mes, es por que nos extrañan. Encontré el anillo. Fred pensó que podía ocultarlo en las cajas, de las viejas fotos de la secundaria. Tan rápido como entre la habitación, supe en cual caja estaba, Oh Marie es tan hermoso. Me quede ahí llorando como una bebe, cuando lo vi, es tan hermoso.Entonces escuche el auto de Fred fuera de la casa, lo guarde donde estaba, y me fui a la cocina a picar cebolla para explicar mis lagrimas.
Cene con tus padres ayer, te extrañan,....
Muy bien creo que es todo.
A no, todavía no.
Bueno Marie, te diré algo que no le he dicho a nadie, nunca.
Bien, ya sabes que tomo muchas fotos, y que tengo cajas y álbumes, repletos de fotografías de todos nosotros, la cuestión es que cada momento de nuestra vida no importa lo in
Real Life StoryI remember playing fool thinking my life was easy.Real Life Story1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember walking down along the path laid before me.
But what do I do now when I know that the path has changed?
And all I'm left with is paper dreams; blood, sweat and tear-stained!
I regret being a foolish individual,
I never worked hard enough to be admissible,
Despite what my folks always did for me,
I always took it for granted like an idiot; thinking my life's free.
But now I've come to terms with the pain in front of me,
Even if I wish I was a better man, that's shit that I can't be.
But if you think I'm just going to sit here crying;
I won't be the last ragdoll that the lord left lying.
If all I have is my tongue, then that's what's left to work,
I'm scared about the future, those problems hurt.
But I know what I've got is what I'll put on this paper,
So I won't be putting away my tomorrow for later.