We're Blasting Off Again!I kinda sorta' stole this off of my friend's facebook page XD He was at Wendy's when a Jessie, James, and Meowth Cosplayer strolled in and decided to order something. I just wish I could've been there to see that in person~
So if you're one of the epic people in this picture, here's a brofist just for you :iconpewdiebrofistplz:
Depressed!Romano x Reader- Whiskey LullabyDepressed!Romano x Reader- Whiskey Lullaby1 year ago in Romance More Like This
He had kept all your letters.
The normal, almost automatic like thing people would usually do when they receive letters is to read them once, or skim them over again just to make sure that they had read it entirely right, quickly soaking in the words that had been written or typed by a loved one or friend. Even a bill of some sort would be quickly read through and paid in no time, leaving the white strip to be tossed into a nearby trash can- And the only time people would usually send letters is to wish someone a happy birthday, or to congratulate the person on some life accomplishment or simple goal that they were aiming to achieve, like finally bearing a child or graduating from high school and entering the college of their dreams. Simple letters had been getting scarcer the more technology through the ages has progressed into a world wide fenominom, leaving pieces of paper with conversations people would treasure and hold near to them to diminish little by little. It was on
Dad!America x Child!Reader- Playing PrincessDad!America x Child!Reader- Playing Princess2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"______, could you please take the princess outfit off for daddy? The royal dress seems to have spaghetti and peanut butter stains all over it, and is in dire need for a wash.." Alfred attempted to coax the little six year old into taking her light pink and purple dress off and put on some regular clothes, or at least until he had enough time to put it into the washing machine and get it clean. She had been wearing the outfit for who knows how long, and was about as stubborn as a mule about taking it off. The child believed she had been a princess from a far away land, and she couldn't rule the kingdom without the proper attire. When he had tried to get her to wear one of the frilled sundresses that he had bought her not a week earlier, she still didn't budge, though they hadn't looked that different in comparison.
"But the kingdom needs a princess! And I can't be a princess without my dress!" _______ stomped her foot down, her deep pools of (e/c) showing not
Bad Touch Trio x Reader- This is HalloweenBad Touch Trio x Reader- This is Halloween2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Jade grasped the metal gun, which at this point had been chilled from the nights piercing sting, between her shaken hands, nothing but hatred burning in her repulsed gaze the longer she stared down at the worn childs toy that stood dead still in the newly dug grave. Chucky's eyes had since hardened, even more so then they usually had been, his face scrunching up into a sneer of some sorts as he looked up to the girl who's emotions at this point could not be easily distinguished. Fear? Hate? He had seen this in most of his prey, so it hadn't been anything he hadn't seen before. But there seemed to be something else there- Something he couldn't quite point out. But it wasn't like he was petrified of the woman, shaking in his soiled doll sneakers that had been stitched back together too many times for him to count. In fact, he was quite amused at the expression she had kept locked on her face the longer her gun stayed pointed at his plastic, overall covered chest.
Phantom!England x Reader- Music of the NightPhantom!England x Reader- Music of the Night1 year ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You breathlessly stared up to the man who stood not feet away from the boat in which you sat- The man who had called himself the Phantom. His pools of piercing emerald green seemed to fixedly peer into your very soul, his movements being that of the winds as he took one step after another down the winding concrete steps moistened with green moss and droplets of water that had been picked up from the dripping ceiling which hung over his small domain. The domain in which he had hidden himself away in from everybody else but you. Not a word was said between the two of you as he inched closer towards the boat, his gloved, protected hand eagerly reaching out towards you. You sat a moment, simply listening to the sounds of the candles whisping gently through the air as your trusting (e/c) hues stared at the hand that had been patiently awaiting yours to wrap around it. Your eyes trailed along the Phantoms body, from his boots all the way up to his mop of golden blond that seemed to gingerly
2p!England x Reader- Keep a Secret2p!England x Reader- Keep a Secret1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Got a secret
Can you keep it?
Swear this one you'll save
Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you
Won't tell what I said
'Cause two can keep a secret
If one of them is dead…
Why do you smile
Like you have told a secret
Now you're telling lies
'Cause you're the one to keep it
But no one keeps a secret
No one keeps a secret
Why when we do our darkest deeds
Do we tell?
They burn in our brains
Become a living hell
Cause everyone tells
"Have a good night, lass." The ginger-headed Scottish man gave you a two finger salute, cigarette held firmly between a tight, toothy smile. "Remember to lock up when yer done."
You held a white and brown dampened rag in your right hand, returning his heartwarming smile and tired wave. "Don't stumble into the roads again, Allistor. You know how you are when you've had too many."
He simply rolled his emerald tinted hues, the ones that had resembled s
GermanyxChild! Reader- Lullaby for a Stormy NightGermanyxChild! Reader- Lullaby for a Stormy Night2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A crack of thunder filled your room, illuminating the darkness that surrounded you as you lightly slept. Your eyes popped open, the grip on your (f/c) sheets automaticlly getting tighter. A little part of you knew that it might have stormed tonight. Every night before your father tucked you into bed, you knelt on the wooden chest made by him infront of your window. You liked to stare at the bright moon in the sky, little stars dotted across the dark.
But that night, your moon hadn't appeared, and the little stars that surrounded it wern't there. Instead, gray, gloomy clouds surrounded the sky, the dead trees outside your window swayed back and fourth slightly. You guessed it might have rained, but the thought of lightning never registered in your head.
Now, as you sat in your bed, the covers pulled up to your nose, you were absolutely petrified. It was only when a second crash of thunder filled your ears you darted out of your bed, falling to the carpeted floor beneath you. Tears prick
Italy x Reader- The War was in ColorItaly x Reader- The War was in Color2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I see you've found a box of my things -
Infantries, tanks and smoldering airplane wings.
These old pictures are cool. Tell me some stories
Was it like the old war movies?
Sit down son. Let me fill you in
Where to begin? Let's start with the end
This black and white photo don't capture the skin
From the flash of a gun to a soldier who's done
Trust me grandson
The war was in color
The room you resided in muttered not a word as you lay on the carpeted floor, your arms and legs sprawled out across the surface under you. Shifting your head so you were looking at the pile of half filled boxes of antiques, old crafts you had made when you were smaller, and other precious memories you didn't quite care to remember, you sighed. Just the thought of all the things you had organized and went through made your brain hurt.
You just couldn't get the thought of moving away through your head.
Ever since you were told that your mother and you had to move away to a differ
England X Reader: Poor Unfortunate Souls Ch. 2England X Reader: Poor Unfortunate Souls Ch. 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You're Arthur Kirkland?" You murmered, not sure what else to say.
The man released his grip around you, took off his hat, and held it across his chest. He then followed it by bowing slightly.
"The one and only." He said looking up to you and flashing a toothy grin. "I heard you were having troubles."
At that moment, you were sure that this was all just a hallucination. You had just dreamed about the mint colored bunny, the dark forest, and the man that stould infront of you now. In fact, you were probably still under your tree, having fallen asleep under its cozy shaded resting spot. You were dead set that's what had happened.
You shut your eyes as hard as you could, and kept them like that for a moment or two. When you thought it'd be enough to wake you up, you popped them open again. But instead of seeing the bright blue sky with puffy, white, mis-shapen clouds, you saw the scruffy young lad looking at you with his head tipped to the left. You tried closing them even harder, even pi
Bunny!England x Reader- Easter from the HeartBunny!England x Reader- Easter from the Heart1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is the second part of the Easter story I made from 2013- if you wish to read the first part before getting to this, part one can be found in the description. Thank you, and Happy Easter!
"Happy Easter, _________!"
Indeed, today had been April nineteenth, the day where children all around the world would hop out of bed to go in search of the baskets the well known rabbit had hid for them the night before- their little hands dunking hardboiled eggs that had been prepared that morning into cups of colored water, instantly drawing little faces on them afterwards to give the appearance that they had been alive. Today was the candy filled, egg hunting day known as Easter, a national holiday that had been a tad more refreshing than that of Valentines, where everyone showed their love for others by buying stuffed animals and chocolates that would be neglected and eaten, or St. Pactricks day, everything you can possibly think of being decked out in shades of green,
PrussiaxReader - Patience TestPrussiaxReader - Patience Test2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The light from your laptop was the only thing illuminating your dark and silent living room right now. Your physics teacher had assigned some work for you to accomplish, and being the procrastinator you are, you decided to get started the day before it was due. To make things uglier, it was Monday. Everybody. Hates. Mondays. You felt like grabbing one of your pillows and screaming all of your troubles into it right now.
Just when you thought things couldn't get any worse, the lights were flicked open and Gilbert showed up in front of you, holding a bouquet of fuchsias.
"Surprise, fräulein!" His eyes were closed in delight as his signature smirk was plastered over his pale face.
Normally, you would have squealed and tackled him to the ground. But seeing as though stress had already taken control, you simply sighed and resumed to finishing your work on the computer. You had no time right now to talk to your boyfriend.
"What do you want, Gil?" You sharply asked him.
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C3EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C32 years ago in Romance More Like This
You laid down in Arthur’s staring at the ceiling. You must have fallen asleep due to sheer boredom because the next thing you knew you were being shaken awake. You groggily opened your eyes and saw Arthur’s first mate, Alfred, sitting on the bed.
“Alfred?” You said your voice thick with sleep.
“So you remember my name, huh?” he said and grinned.
You got up in a sitting position. “Yeah. Why are you here?”
“Arthur asked me to keep you company.” He explained. “I guess there wasn’t enough room on the deck for a hero like me, so he sent me down here.”
You nodded. “Do you happen to be American?”
“Sure am!” He grinned, giving you a thumbs up. “How could you tell?”
“Your voice and how your so loud.” You replied.
He laughed. “Ya know, I think I'm going to like you.” He gave you a smile.
You smiled back. “The feeling is mutual.”
“Oh, by the w
CanadaxReaderFast forward: Part oneCanadaxReaderCanadaxReaderFast forward: Part one2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fast forward: Part one
You glared at the text book in front of you, rubbing your tired eyes. Why was learning history so hard sometimes? It was like the authors wanted you to die of boredom before you got past the first chapter. And of course, the subject you had picked was the worst of any type of history.
Revolutions. Sure they were necessary in some ways, but seriously, there was only so much one person could read before they found themselves drooling on the book, fast asleep.
You rubbed your eyes again as the words blurred on the page. Glancing at your watch you cursed. Five minutes until the public library closed. Getting up, you stretched and sighed. Putting the books back, you walked past the head librarian and outside.
A cold wind whipped through the air, messing your hair and making your shiver. Why was is so windy on a spring day? You blinked and stopped in your tracks, turning in a slow circle.
There was no one on the stre
France x Reader ~ RegretsFrance x Reader ~ Regrets2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"It's not going to happen, Alfred."
You opened the curtains of your room while talking to your best friend over the phone. Alfred had been your best friend since kindergarten and you could tell each other everything.
"But it's New Year!" Alfred begged over the phone.
"No Alfred!" You replied.
Every year Alfred gave a big party to celebrate the new year, he invited everyone he knew and had masses of food in all kinds of weird colours.
This year was no different, you really liked spending time with Alfred and you enjoyed the food, but you don't like parties at all and you don't know any of the other guest.
But Alfred didn't give up.
"It won't be the same without you!"
"You didn't even notice I was there last year!" You yelled, glaring at the clock on the wall, it was already 3 O'clock.
"Yes I did, I was just really busy with the preparations."
You rolled your eyes.
"Of course you were busy." You said. "You were busy making out with that girl wh
The Dagger Key ~ Pirate!England x Reader Part OneThe tavern was alive with the sounds of cheery fiddles and drunken dance steps. Pointless conversations floated upon the thick atmosphere of sweat and bad breath. A man passed by you, staring with strained eyes as if trying to ascertain which gender you were—apparently your masculine disguise was working perfectly. You adjusted your dark hat further down over your eyes, pushing your way past the confused barfly towards the back of the building.The Dagger Key ~ Pirate!England x Reader Part One2 years ago in Romance More Like This
At last, you spied who you were looking for. A burly man with a brandy-stained beard and a jungle of chest hair sat at a long table in the corner near the bar. His eyes were made of cold steel; his missing left arm and numerous scars showcased his seasoned prowess as a pirate. A large book lay open before him, its yellowed parchment awaiting the signatures of new recruits he deemed worthy to join his crew.
This was your chance; it was now or never.
You bravely sauntered up to the table, putting on your best manly air.
New Years Surprise (BTTXReader)KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!New Years Surprise (BTTXReader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"FRAU! WHERE ARE YOU?! ANSWER THE DOOR!"
"Please open the door, belle~."
"Yeah, chica, we know you're home~." I groaned as I heard the banging on my front door from my room. I knew those voices far too well. They belonged to none other than the BTT, or Bad Touch Trio. I continued to ignore them, doing whatever on my computer, headphones covering my ears.
'The only way they'd get in is if they bust the door down.' I chuckled to myself but stopped. Listening carefully, I found another sound I knew far too well. Silence. I turned in my chair, facing my bedroom door, a look of confusion on my face.
"...Did they leave...?"
I got up and slowly made my way to my bedroom door. Looking around the hallway... nobody was there.
'Well, of course not. They couldn't have gotten in.' Next, I walked to the front door. Looking out the window next to the door I found... nothing. Nobody was there.
"...Hm..." Before I could turn around, I felt someone grope my ass. I squeaked and quick
Magic Trio x Reader ~Camigani's Corner~ ProloguePrologueMagic Trio x Reader ~Camigani's Corner~ Prologue1 year ago in Humor More Like This
Something told you that you weren’t supposed to be here. It was out of place like a jigsaw puzzle from another box mixed in with another, or a brick sticking out of an otherwise flawless layout due to a rupture or tremor beneath the earth. The wind was out of tune, and the population of pedestrians and vehicles had vanished into thin air. From the other side of the foggy glass, a faint scent of incense leaked through the hidden cracks, and before you knew it, your feet had dragged you in the direction of the bell-hung door, through the jangling handle, and into the curious little shop known only by the faded lettering on the sign as “Camigani’s Corner.”
America x Orphaned!Reader Part 1“_______! Time to wake up!” A stern voice hollered in your ear.America x Orphaned!Reader Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You crawled out of bed, rubbing your eyes as the light from the open window shined into them. Groaning, you got to your feet and made your way to your closet slowly. You didn’t feel like going to school, but it wasn’t worth it. If you stayed home, you would have nothing to do but sit around. It wasn’t exactly your home, nor was it anyone elses, but at some points, you did question if it counted or not. Your mind always wander to how it felt like living in a home without 7 other girls, and you pursued that idea. Desperately, you wanted to be out of the foster care home you lived in, but there was not much choice.
You put your clothes on, then stumbled out of the bathroom (which you shared with 3 other girls) and went to go make some breakfast. You were usually the first one to wake up, and that was to your advantage, since you could get to the food first. Almost every morning, all 8
Dream Shadow! (EnglandxReader)Dream Shadow!EnglandxReaderDream Shadow! (EnglandxReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You shifted in you seat, eyes fixed one the the white screen of your computer. Rubbing your eyes with your palm, you sighed. Writing was hard sometimes. All these words and ideas in your head and no conceivable way to arrange them.thing down. It was a mental barrage most of the time, screaming for you to write every A sound behind you made you jump, then turn, a question in your eyes.
He was watching you again, green eyes steady. The sparkling quality of his iris's gave no indication of their ability to suddenly turn pitch black, completely stuffing out all emotion. His hair, shaggy and blonde, swayed and rippled slightly, as if he was immersed in water.
Arthur (as you had chosen to call him) wasn't human. Far from it. According to him, he was the shadow of a dream, pulled out of his realm for a single reason. A reason he had yet to tell you.
You had woken up, three weeks ago with him, sittin
ScotlandxReader Drunken FoolScotlandxReaderScotlandxReader Drunken Fool2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You winced as the door slammed. Looking up from your book, you could see that you weren't the only one who was disturbed. Seamus, Arthur and Dylan are all looking over the tops of their books, frowning.
Allistor, the eldest of the Kirkland brothers, stumbled into the living room. His cheeks were bright red, a dopey grin on his face. You glanced at Arthur. His large eyebrows had taken a skydive down to hover over his glaring green eyes. (The guy had gigantic eyebrows. As his best friend you were allowed to make fun of them.)
"Lassie!! Jis' tha girl Ah want'd ta see!!" He staggered slightly and you could tell that he was more than just a little drunk. Arthur stood, moving towards his brother.
"Go to bed Allistor, you're drunk."
The redhead waves his brother off, scoffing. "Ah'm nae drunk."
He turns back to you, green eyes sparkling. You watched warily. Allistor was unpredictable when he was drunk. One minute a crying l
Kiss It Better (PrussiaxReader)Kiss It BetterKiss It Better (PrussiaxReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Ouch,” you muttered boredly, looking down at the shallow scrape on your finger. You watched as the blood welled up, forming a small, red bead against your knuckle.
Other than that, you ignored the small wound, continuing with searching for your currently ringing phone. The annoying chime continued to sound over and over while you dug through the blankets covering your bed. Finally finding the small device, you clutched it to your ear after accepting the call.
Sighing a bit, you shifted the phone to your other ear, trying to arrange your bed half decently. “Hello?”
“(F/n)!” you heard the loud shout from the other end. You hadn’t bothered to check caller ID.
Heaving up another sigh, you forced a smile on your tired face. “Hey, Gilbert.”
“What’s wrong? Are you upset? You sound upset!” Suddenly, the German boy was bombarding you with questions.
Closing your eyes, you rubbed your te
Worthless (EnglandXReader)CAUTION: SWEARING, BULLYING, AND SUICIDE. MAY BE TRIGGERINGWorthless (EnglandXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A gentle creaking resounded through the air as a gentle breeze stirred the object dangling in front of the school entrance. The first of the teachers to arrive didn’t notice it at first, she was far too distracted with juggling her files of graded papers and laptop, but one glance upwards sent everything she was carrying tumbling to the ground. A loud scream pierced the serene silence of the early morning as she stared at the body dangling from the top of a flagpole.
The wind caught a piece of paper, carrying from the dead teenagers hand to the shocked woman below. Catching the note, the teacher scanned it before choking on a sob and took out her cell phone to call the police.
______ ______ was dead, and people needed to know.
You were getting ready for school, nothing new. You had a terrible feeling in the pit of your stomach that today was going to be horrible, so you broke out your power outfit. Je
What Does the Fox Say? - Germany x Reader "Dog goes woof, cat goes meow. Bird goes tweet, and mouse goes squeak. Cow goes moo. Frog goes croak, and the elephant goes toot. Ducks go quack and fish go blub, and the seal goes 'ow ow ow'. But there's one sound that no one knows..." Ludwig was in that place between being awake and asleep. He could hear the lovely, angelic voice that was whisper-singing and his mind was struggling to figure out who it belonged to and what was going on. Suddenly it hit him and his eyes snapped open, "NEIN!!!" But it was too late...What Does the Fox Say? - Germany x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY!? Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding!" Yep. There you were, dancing around on your German friend's bed at 3:27 in the morning, and singing one of the songs he hated the most. You had even done your best to dress as a fox. You had on fuzzy, orange ears, a big, fluffy fox tail, an orange t-shirt and shorts and
EnglandxReader ~ Harry Potter Pick-Up Lines...EnglandxReader ~ Harry Potter Pick-Up Lines...2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur watched as you scribbled notes onto your yellow sheet of paper. He sighed dreamily as his eyes trailed down your long locks of (h/c) hair that hid your gorgeous face. Your right leg was crossed over your left one, completely unaware of the Brit who was admiring you from the back of the classroom.
Your teacher's words were just a bunch of blah blah blah's to his ears, because all of his attention right now was focused on you. Arthur has had the biggest crush on you since 4th grade, although you never seemed to have noticed. You guys weren't close friends but you weren't strangers to one another either. You'd occasionally greet him in the morning before class and he'd always greet you back, happy that his crush knows of his existence.
As the young blond quickly realized that he had been staring at your form instead of focusing on the class that was currently going on, he shook the daydreams away from his head and brought his attention back to his own blank sheet of paper. H