Rapunzel's First SnowEugene woke up chilled. He looked around trying to find the source of the cold. He noticed Rapunzel wasn't sleeping. He sat there, thinking for a moment. " The window." He concluded out loud. He stood up stretched for only half a second, and started to walk quickly. He missed Rapunzel. He slowed down a bit, he studied this new emotion which he had not felt since he was a mere lad. He shook it off, better to think of that later, He thought. He rounded the corner of their very large bedroom in the castle. He sighed in relief, that feeling, well he hasn't felt like that in a while either, Rapunzel was making him a young child again. He liked the thought of that, twenty years old and he's seen enough to be eighty.Rapunzel's First Snow4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He studied the beautiful girl leaning against the windows edge. Her large green eyes, full of knowledge, and yet lacking of, were studying something she obviously didn't understand. Her short brown hair, that he still resent cutting, was flowing in the cold breeze. He took a few
Hogy ki vagyok...Irományaim: Hogy ki vagyok...Hogy ki vagyok...3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hogy ki vagyok...
Egy kósza lélek...
Szemlélem a világot furcsán.
Ez az én utam, de nem az én világom.
Lépdelek a saját utamon és egy csomagot viszek az éjszakában.
Néha elbotlok egy-egy sziklában, ami a sötét árnyak övezte erdőben a lábam elé kerül.
Ahogy tudok, feltápászkodok és gyalogolok tovább.
Néhányan ezt figyelik. Valaki csak végignézi, valaki felkarol. Valaki kinevet, valaki leporol.
De tiszta, többet nem leszek és az esésektől szilánkokra tört csomag sem lesz többé egy.
Összerakni, összeragasztani lehet, de soha nem lesz többé egy, soha nem lesz olyan mint rég. A ragasztás mindig látszik, mindig érezhető. Lecsiszolni, lefesteni le lehet, de sosem lesz olyan mint azelőtt.
EnglandXReaderXNorway - A Prophecy (Ch. 2)EnglandXReaderXNorway - A Prophecy (Ch. 2)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You walk up the marble steps to Arthur and Alfred's house, clutching Arthur's homework to your chest. Alfred had to stay after school since he had football practice so you would be alone with Arthur.
You stare up at the white Victorian door and contemplate on knocking or going in unannounced. Alfred had said Arthur was sick, but it was an obvious lie. What if he was still busy with whatever it is he couldn't leave behind?
You decide to go in unannounced; after all he did invite you over earlier. You open the door and quietly close it. You call out your presence to Arthur before entering the living room.
"Arthur, I brought- Oh my god!" Arthur's homework scatters all over the floor as you rush to his side. You look at his tattered, bloody, and burnt body.
"A-Arthur!" Tears form in your eyes as you begin to remove his torn button-up shirt. You quickly discard it and gasp; his body had so many wounds! Burns, cuts, bruises; they all linger on his pale torso. You frown, knowing there w
Spain's Prisoner 22It was late now, days after they had arrived to Russia's home. It has been snowing every second of every day and every night. Italians weren't made for this kind of weather!Spain's Prisoner 223 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Still, Canada hadn't gotten better though doctors treated him almost 24/7. France refused to leave his side and the whole thing gave Romano a shady, almost sickening feeling that left him uncomfortable and unable to sleep.
Lovino's hazel eyes were heavy though he kept them open, staring emptily at the ceiling above him. He glared at all the tiny cracks and straggly elevations that were imprinted into the ceiling's warm color.
Each member of the group had been moved into their own bed rooms now. Each one was still warm in color and blankets piled on top of one another on the wide beds, but no room seemed as peaceful and inviting as the other they had been in before with the fireplace. It just relaxed Romano as he stared into the fire burning in front of him, surrounded by his new friends, though he'd never tell them
Papa!EnglandxReaderxUncle!AmericaxUncles!UK Part3I was awaken by somebody flicking my forehead. What did America want now? Wait, it could be (Y/N)! What if she needs something or got hurt somehow?! I sat up worried and looked at the person who was flicking my forehead only to see a light reddish-blonde, messy haired male with the same color eyes as my own smiling like that bloody american. "Dylan?! What in the queen's name are you doing here? How did you get in my home?" He chuckled and sat on my bed.Papa!EnglandxReaderxUncle!AmericaxUncles!UK Part32 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Alfred let me in, how else would ye expect me tae get in?" he replied with his Welsh accent thick. I sighed throwing the covers off of me rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "Scottie is downstairs with Cailean."
"Allistor and Cailean are here as well?" I proceeded to get up and get dressed since I had unwelcomed company downstairs not to mention one unwelcomed guest in my bed room that had woken me up. He nodded at me. "Wales, why are you, Scotland, and Ireland here anyways?" I asked as I buttoned my shirt.
"There's a new island in
Disney Prince Therapy: Part 2Disney Prince Therapy - The Sequel (...Or How I Learned To Accept That Disney Ignores Me And I Play Second Fiddle To My Wife Thanks To Merchandising)Disney Prince Therapy: Part 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Six years later...
After meeting privately with the therapist, Phillip, Milo, Adam, Prince Charming, and Prince all return to meet again, with new patient Aladdin. Prince and Milo relatively look the same, while the others have gone under a few changes. Charming now sports a pink blazer with his outfit, while Aladdin is dressed in a shirt with the Ten Commandments on it and a large gold cross hanging around his neck. Adam is wearing a necklace with a crystal, a ring of flowers in his hair, and a mood ring on his finger. Phillip has gotten even fatter than last time, having gained another fifty pounds. He now appears almost as big as his father. A new, older brunette psychiatrist heads over the proceedings, holding notes in her hand.
Therapist: Good morning, everyone. Im very glad that we were able to meet up here once again, since a
Naga!EnglandXvampire!Reader twist in time 3Naga!EnglandXvampire!Reader twist in time 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter three: Has the witch won; I may have you forever.
As the day progress, you slept soundly unaware that you were being watched. Outside a group of creatures was on their way to kidnap you. A snake, an incubus, and a demon snuck into your room. They gazed down at your unconscious form; smiles grew on their demon like faces as they took off the blanket. Your body, a marvel to behold. The way your hips sculpted your butt, those large mounds made the incubus drool, your waist so tiny and dainty. They wanted to ravish your succulent body. Those arms not fit to fight and the way those legs made for an acrobat. The incubus picked you up in his arms. With a comfortable sigh in your sleep, they ran off making sure to cover you from the sun.
A few knocks on the door, "Oi, poppet, I made you some blood pudding and some "tea" that might make you feel better." No reply "Poppet?" he opened the door to see that you were gone.
"ALFRED, COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!" Arthur demand
The EndI'm sorry,The End2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm so, so sorry.
I'm the reason
Your pain and suffering.
It hurts me more
than ever before.
I've touched so many LIVES
the way I've touched YOURS.
I can't forget, I can't
I can try.
I wish I could not feel.
I wish I could save everyone.
Nothing happens to me, just those around me.
I am so tired, so tired.
Being alone is safer
Being alone protects me.
But now I have you. Please
Fate, Destiny, Karma
All unfair, all hate me.
Just hold me.
It's not okay.
AmericaxReader - Alfred and I - Part 33AmericaxReader - Alfred and I - Part 332 years ago in Romance More Like This
Two years later.
It's Alfred's birthday today. I woke up with the whole day perfectly planned out. First, the family goes out to breakfast, my treat. Next we're going to go to the local carnival with Matthew and spend most of the afternoon there. Finally we'll come home and watch Captain America while we eat a homemade hamburger dinner with fries. Yes, today will be an amazing one. Of course we don't celebrate Al's birthday like this every year but this year we got lucky and was able to find the money to spend. It's also Independence Day, a day to be celebrated joyfully by everyone in this country. I woke up early before Alfred so I could help get the kids ready so they can come in and wake him up. I came into Wesley's room to get him up but he was already awake.
"Happy America day!" Wesley squeaked as he tried pulling on his favorite blue T-shirt with an American flag on it. I giggled and helped the six year old finished getting dressed. "Is daddy awake?" He asked.
Celebrity!AmericaxReader chapter 5 (FINAL) "Yes!" you yelled. You looked down at your drawing with pride. Ever since you went out on the date with Alfred a week ago ideas had been savagely attacking your brain. So far the only project you still had was Alfred's outfit, (which for the record he still had no idea about) so that has been the main source for your imagination. With it being an action movie you weren't surprised when you were asked to design a superhero costume, which of course had to still qualify as a soldiers clothing style, giving you at first no inspiration. Being a somewhat girly-girl you had never cared much for the military or any of the superhero's, whether they be DC or Marvel. For some odd reason though being with Alfred had given you ideas, and you weren't complaining. So that now brings you to analyzing your finally finished project, now only needing to get it approved so you could make the real-life outfit.Celebrity!AmericaxReader chapter 5 (FINAL)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Giving a happy giggle you went and got out of your chair, abo
*Reader-Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 1Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats that the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader-Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 12 years ago in Humor More Like This
You sighed happily, sinking deeper into the water. It was rare for you to have alone time like this, and, quite frankly, you were going to savor every minute of it. You could feel your muscles relaxing, and you hummed happily. Nothing could possibly ruin this moment...
Your eyes snapped open, and you shot up with a gasp. What was that? Had you just imagined it?
You sunk back into the sheets for a second, groaning low in your throat, before hopping up and out of your bed and racing out of the room. Since you were wearing socks, and your hallway floors were polished wood, you had to hold the walls to keep yourself from skidding.
When you reached the stairs, you rushed down, two steps at a time, and slid quickly through the living room doorway.
What you saw didn't
Alone in the rain Germany+LittleReader+Prussia Pt5Alone in the rain Germany+LittleReader+Prussia Pt52 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You slipped your hands out of theirs, stepping back a little in slight fear. Your mind raced in all the confusion.
Germany? Prussia? But they're Ludwig and Gilbert?
As you stumbled backwards you fell onto your backside, a thud coming from underneath you, the whole room froze at the sound. The two Germans turned to see a panicked and scared look on your face. Ludwig threw the whimpering man off of him, his brunet hair falling over his eyes as he fell to the floor, the blonde German ran over to you, picking you up in a way unlike ever before, he cradled you to his chest, your (fav/c) dress ruffled up as his back to all the other people in the room. Your lips parted as confused sounds came from you, mumbles of 'country? Germany? Prussia?' were spoken.
Ludwig turned his head to Gilbert, a pained look on his face, his eyes hinting towards you snuggling into his shirt. Gilbert smirked and tu
Pirate!EnglandxReader Beg for Me Ch12You wake up, dazed, to see yourself on a dark, brown velvet couch. You rub your eyes and sit up, letting out a small moan. What happened again?Pirate!EnglandxReader Beg for Me Ch122 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A pirate kidnapped you.
You glanced around the room, to find no sign of a presence. You got off the couch and stretched, your muscles aching with every movement. You sighed, and plopped back down on the couch again, surveying the room you were in.
It was very…well…Spanish-looking.
There was a flag of Spain hanging on the wall above the headboard of the bed, and the blankets on the bed had a cute little native design to it. It consisted of oranges, reds and yellows, giving you that warm, cozy feeling. There was a desk to your right that had some kind of matador cape hanging on the chair. And leaning against the wall was a guitar, that looked to have been used a lot.
Glancing at the door, you decided the coast was clear to go snoop around in Antonio’s things. That’s what he gets for bringing you here, at
EnglandxReader~Finding Face~Ch 3Finding Face~Ch 3~EnglandxReader~Finding Face~Ch 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Just put the damn thing on, ____________," Arthur sighed. "If we're going to be an audience to the heir of Thursaunia, you have to look presentable. Presentability (that's not a word) equates to credibility."
"I still don't want to," you grumbled looking at the dress Arthur picked out for you. It was thick and frilly. The fabric looked uncomfortable and slippery.
You an Arthur had been arguing all morning about what attire was appropriate for you. Honestly, you had been in almost the same clothes ever since you could remember so you weren't about to go running off and changing into something as "fancy schmancy" as a dress.
"______________, mind you, we're on a time crunch," Arthur reminded you. "If you don't put this on in three seconds, I'lloh, bloody hell. This isn't going to work." He let out a heavy sigh. "Let's find something more practical for you then." He gave the dress back to the tailor and led you to the men's section of the store.
BRAVE- Kirkland Brothers X Reader (Prt. II)BRAVE- Kirkland Brothers X Reader (Prt. II)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Again, if there are any errors please tell me! Thank you!
Written by Ally
Now is the time! The time where you were going to set your wonderful plan into action! You sat down outside as the Scottish games had began. You and your father were laughing about how hilarious every thing was turning out. You watched as Liam's younger twin, Dylan, was playing tug-a-war with a group of people. Dylan was the only person on his team, which made this interesting. Dylan pulled back hard on the rope. Boy was he strong! He knocked the other three men into the mud. You stared in awe. 'How could Dylan be the younger twin...? He acts older and is stronger than...' your thoughts trailed off to look towards Liam, who was trying to do the log throw. '...Than his older twin!' you continued your thought.
The day continued by as the contests kept going on. You glanced down by your feet and kicked your hidden bow and arrows under the seat with a
DaleHear me read itDale2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They will not silence the bells for you.
The roses will not halt their will to wilt
and lilies will disassemble under the earth.
They will not dust Frankincense over cities
and trees will not bow down in grief
willingly donating limbs to become tissues.
But throats will dry out mid-sentence and
black hankerchiefs will be dubbed into pockets.
There will be enough salt to melt the ice
embedded around the hearts of old enemies.
Old enemies will turn friend once more
and the church will be full, packed with love.
The world is unlikely to take a moment's prayer;
Earth spins too fast to pause for any of us.
But the meagre collection of people you touched
(meagréd only by the tear-ridden knowledge
that you would have touched many more in time)
Will ache tonight and whisper of your friendship.
You were and always will be; loved.
FrostbiteNumbnessFrostbite1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.
It spreads, like fire,
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.
I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?
What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –
AngelArthur x Reader: chapter 3Angel Arthur x Reader chp 3AngelArthur x Reader: chapter 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
This chapter will be in Arthur POV!
I'm sorry that's it's crappy and I know I haven't updated it in awhile but I promise the next chapter will be better!
Sorry for OOCness of Arthur!
I will tell you more about The Kingdom of
Heiwa in the description!
Heiwa= Peace/harmony in Japanese.(I think, unless the internet lied to me..)
Arthur hobbled in the kitchen and leaned against the counter, gripping his right arm in pain.
"Ahh bollocks How could I let that happen?!" he groaned and looked down at his bloody arm, the gun shot had got him badly and pain was almost unbearable."I promised the Queen I would portect her.....that was her dying wish," His heart began to feel under pressure and broken because...he lost you and he was beginning to develop feeling for you, the way you
protect me 2protect me 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A hollow "clonk", when he's leaning his rifle against the nightstand.
Soles scrape on the floor when he gets on his feets.
I don't know. I haven't seen him in weeks."
I don't like it, when he's stooping over my bed like that.
I'm so scared.
Whatever may come after this.
Perhaps...I'm also bit happy.
I'm still alive.
J'aurai pu te tuer, andouille!"*
He mumbles to himself reaching for his handkerchief and wiping my tears away.
Secretly I'm leaning a little bit more in these hands.
I close my eyes and nod slightly, so that he knows that I understood what he said. I was never really good in speaking this language, but I can understand it a bit.
Him speaking about human rights, about civil liberties about fighting for freedom...it's one of the first thing in my life, that remember.
He was so tall back then.
Strong and big and scary in the way he made his people believe in him.
The WeddingGiselle tried not to cry as she watched her husband walk their daughter, well her stepdaughter, down the isle. The woman had a very hard time believing that the day had finally come, that Morgan was getting married.The Wedding3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It seemed like only yesterday that Morgan met her love in college. The two students were in the same business classes, Morgan being an avid Business major. And now, two years after graduating from college, Morgan and Oliver were finally getting married.
Giselle felt pride swell up inside her- not only was her eldest daughter getting married, but her younger daughter and eight-year-old twins were standing at the front of the church as part of the wedding party as well.
Her seventeen year-old daughter, Blair, was Morgan's maid of honor; while Paige was Morgan's flower girl, and her twin Wyatt was the ring bearer. Everyone agreed that the three younger Philip children made wonderful additions to the ceremony.
Giselle was captivated by Morgan's beauty as the young woman
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 12Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 126 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Running to the bathroom nearly getting sick you puked into the toilet, and did your best not to die of disgrace. Shaking as you eventually finished with your spew you flinched feeling something brush against you, almost dead eyes looking over to see Smile, his smile not as bright as it usually was. Not able to bring yourself to pet him to tell him you were OK you just looked down into the toilet bowl, gripping it as if you were to let go you'd die or something horrid would happen.
The week had been crazy, and the results had been gut-wrenchingly horrible. Now you knew why Slender wanted you to stay in the house, even though you had still refused to listen to him, and as long as you were with someone he was cool with it. Though you hadn't expected anyone to be able to detain Grinny so quickly. The poor little cat being almost instantly grabbed and drowned to death while the other p
Top Ten Disney Princesses I've been swamped and I haven't done any good drawings lately. So, I decided to do another editorial list. Hopefully, my editorial skills will improve. For now, I'm going to make a list. Maybe later I'll do a really serious editorial. For now let's get started.Top Ten Disney Princesses1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
One princess per fairytale (For example, I couldn't put both Atta and Dot, or Melody and Ariel)
Both Disney and Pixar
Doesn't have to be a official, set princess
That being said, it can't just be a random heroine, either (like Kim Possible, although she was awesome.)
10. Jane Porter (Tarzan)
I love Jane. Now, a lot of you are probably going "WAIT A SECOND SHE'S NOT A PRINCESS!", but if Tarzan is the king of the jungle, wouldn't that make her the queen of the jungle? Maybe that's just my way of thinking. Besides, she's kooky, curious, and just so fun to watch. Plus, she's visibly highly intelligent, to the point where she gets downright do
Dragons in DunBroch ch1Dragons in DunBroch ch12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ch1 The Boy from Berk
It was a sunny day in the Highlands of Scotland with a cool breeze coming off the ocean which was calm that day. Above it the blue sky was dotted with only a few clouds when suddenly a black streak shot by, the black streak turned out to be a dragon. The dragon was jet black in color, obviously a Night Fury, with greenish-yellow eyes. What was different from most dragons was he had a mechanical fin on his tail that seemed to be attached to a saddle he was wearing on his back and there was a boy sitting on the saddle. The boy had dark auburn hair with green eyes and was wearing dark green pants, a green tunic that went to his mid-thigh, a brown belt where there looked to be a small knife, and a riding vest. The thing that stood out on him was that while he had a typical Viking-style boot on his right foot his left was a spring-loaded prosthetic leg that fit into the stirrup on the dragon's saddle. His name was Hiccup, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III to be precise, an
Thoughts of a WitchI lie huddled in the corner of my dungeon cell. It is dark, it is cold; the air is moist and stinks. Pale light pours though a small barred window. I am alone. The straw on the floor stabs into my naked feet. The dirty sackcloth robe scratches at my bloody, abused and bruised skin. Everything hurts and throbs with numb pain. I know I will die soon.Thoughts of a Witch3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I have confessed under the torture. I knew that it would seal my fate, but I could not stand the pain any more. I shiver and tremble as the memories of the unspeakable things they had done to me come back: Their cold hands and fingers touching my body everywhere in search for the mark. As they did not find anything to prove my guilt, they had started to hurt me for a confession. They stab needles in my birthmarks, beat me with sticks and the whip. What followed was the torment on the rack, tearing and stretching my fragile body until I passed out from the pain. The chair with its sharp metal spikes, the screws that crushed my fingers and toe