Male!Hungary x Fem!PrussiaMale!Hungary x Fem!Prussia4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why doesn't he like me?" Julchen paced her room, thinking of a good reason with a scowl. "I mean, I'm awesome, I'm better looking than her, I'm sexier. So, why doesn't he like me?" She went back and forth in her room, her small bird following her movements until it grew tired and perched on the windowsill. Julchen stopped and sat at the window, resting her head in her hand frowning. "This is so unawesome, mein little birdie." The bird chirped in agreement and nuzzled her owner.
'Sophia's pretty, sure, but she's so stuck up!' Her frowned deepened as she thought. 'Daniel probably doesn't even realize it. He's too busy listening to her talk about pianos and playing with her hair. So unawesome...' A sigh was emitted and Julchen stood up, giving up on the subject for the time being. There were better things to do, like getting drunk off her ass and singing karaoke. That was exactly what she was going to do!
Counting The MonthsCounting The Months2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Counting the Months
(Iceland x Reader)
(I suggest listening to ‘Tranquillezza for string’ from OHSHC or Ouran High School Host Club If you want the full effect.)
One-shot! Entry for Wildheart63’s “Darlian contest” and Roro0098's "Nordic Contest"
“I’m sorry but I think we should break up.”
“I’m sorry but things just aren’t working out.”
“I’m sorry but you just don’t interest me anymore.”
Even though I do this on a weekly basis you would expect me to know how to ignore it. If you think that you would be wrong. I try and ignore the pang in my heart telling me to apologize but I just cant do that. The apology behind the words ‘I’m sorry’ had empty meaning, I really just don’t care.
I’d be lying to myself; the girls I walk away from don’t mean anything to me. They’re more like Advil?
His Majesty - Prince Spain x Traveler Reader (2)His Majesty - Prince Spain x Traveler Reader (2)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 2 - Away We Go
A large gust of wind blew through the tree branches above you, breaking a twig off of a branch and making it land next to your sleeping figure, effectively waking you up to the beautiful sight of a new day’s sunrise.
You rubbed your tired eyes as a yawn slipped out of your mouth. Another day, another trip. A grin creeped onto your face as you thought of the wondrous possibilities that awaited you at your newest destination.
Rifling through your bag, you managed to grab one of your maps of the local area. Today was the day you were traveling to the world-renowned Spanish Kingdom and you couldn’t be more eager. You always held a deep desire to go to one of the ‘proclaimed’ happiest places on Earth and now was your big chance.
Hopping off of your wagon, you walked over to your trusty donkey companion, who was currently sleeping at the moment, to
Unexplainable - Tomochika Shibuya/Otoya Ittoki~P~Unexplainable - Tomochika Shibuya/Otoya Ittoki3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"Are you all right?"
Otoya jumped a bit at the voice, before turning to eye its owner. There stood the best friend of the woman who had broken his heart, Tomochika Shibuya. Her violet-coloured irises were staring him down from where he was seated a few feet away, concern swirling in them.
Sighing heavily, he blinked at her before directing his gaze back to its original place on the floor. "Honestly, Tomo, no," he breathed, pulling a hand through his shaggy red hair. "But... I guess I have no choice but to eventually buck up, now do I?" He looked up again and gave her a bitter smile, trying to convey that he just wanted to be left alone, but at the same time he was more than grateful for her presence so he could finally have someone to talk to about his feelings and vent his frustrations to.
Tomochika took a tentative step forward, silently asking if she should in fact leave him be, but he shook his head at her and waved the other redhead over. The floor of the dar
CanvasLet her paint a masterpiece,Canvas3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let her paint a lie
Let her paint a word inside the shining silver skies.
Let her paint a mystery,
Let her paint a sin
Let her paint the things that lie in darkness deep within.
Let her paint a masterpiece
(but this time there's a twist)
Make the brush a blade and let the canvas be her wrist...
Mafia!Russia x Reader - Flower Bud9Mafia!Russia x Reader - Flower Bud93 years ago in Romance More Like This
For a few nights, you didn't sleep a wink. You were so busy trying to decode the papers, while anger flowed through your brain. How could Grandpa do that to you?! He didn't even know you but as a baby at the time, yet there was his signature, so proudly written like he won a deal. You threw all of the papers on the floor, standing on your feet. You wore comfortable sweat pants and a large baggy t-shirt that belonged to Lovino. It had cartoon-drawing tomatoes all over it, with the Italian words for flower bud on it. You had a similar shirt with little tomato instead of flower bud.
You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair, turning towards the door. You needed to get out, that was a definite. Your head hurt from so many codes. You slipped on your large coat, Ivan's scarf, and winter boots. Ivan's scarf still smelled like him, despite the fact you washed it. Another smile lit your features as you left the apartment, making sure the place was locked before you headed out for the ca
Close your eyes - Viking!Denmark X Reader~Slut ögonen~Close your eyes - Viking!Denmark X Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Viking!Denmark X Reader X Viking!Nordics*
The days were harsh upon the Northen lands,as wind blew cold,ruining the already weak plants which were supposed to feed people around.
Denmark didn't seem to have though such a burdening weather as the other three countries,though when wind came and hit the shore,it just seemed to sweep everything in its way - as the inhabitants did with the conquered lands.
Accustomed to the sunny days from down south - which rarely were either cold or rainy - (Name) couldn't help but feel both sick and gloomy.It had a great impact onto her,not to tell the fact that she was a stranger among people she couldn't trust.
What really kept her alive was the thought that (Brother's Name) has probably reached the extrem southern area,brought to shore by gentle people and taken care of greatly - instead of cold nipping at his skin,he bathed in raw warm sunrays,instead of his lips bruised by frostbit,they were dried from the hot summer air -
Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 22Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 222 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Deep in the forests of the west, the sharp sound of steel weapons clashing together could be heard from a distance. Two warriors fought against one another, their eyes never tearing away. The snow had all but melted from being kicked and affected by the heat steaming off their armor. The dirt piled up against their heels, and the trees quivered with anticipation at the victor. There were times when one of them would appear to back down only to be parried and driven away. Neither one was giving into the other. They were both eager to win, their determination unparalleled.
“Give up, Mathias,” the Blade of the Ruby Seas growled as they clashed swords once again. “I’m stronger than you’ll ever be. Save yourself the pain.”
Mathias clenched his teeth and grinned. “And you expect me to let you brag about how dragons are always going to be better than humans? I think not!” Then, he pulled back and gave way to the dragon’s stren
Red Blood, Red Snow Soviet!Russia X ReaderRed Blood, Red Snow Soviet!Russia X Reader2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Red Blood White Snow
READER X (depressed[slightly suicidal?])SOVIET! RUSSIA
Chapter One: Bleeding Sunflowers
“The wisest thing in the world is to cry out before you are hurt. It is no good to cry out after you are hurt; especially after you are mortally hurt. People talk about the impatience of the populace; but sound historians know that most tyrannies have been possible because men moved too late. It is often essential to resist a tyranny before it exists.” –G.K. Chesterson
‘They left. My family, my friends, Gone. What have I done to deserve being alone? I don’t understand. I just wanted everyone to become one with me. A big, happy family; no fighting, no war; Just peace and love. That’s all I ever wanted. Nothing more, love was all I ever truly wanted. Now I will never get that chance.’ Ivan thought miserably as he walked thr
Suffocate“I didn’t want him,” she says. “I wanted something, something I saw in the eyes of Libby, Sam, Sandi, and Agnes. Something that would have made our new world, our safe world, a home. Children were a part of that world and so I found myself a child. Perhaps, I thought, I would love him and everything would fall into place. Perhaps with a child I could be content with safety, and normality, and a world without knives taped on mop heads.” A cold smile. “I still catch myself thinking that. I still think that maybe tomorrow will be the day where I can fall asleep with the lights on.”Suffocate3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Carmen’s features are stark and cold; like the chiseled lines of Soviet propaganda etched onto an icy street corner. A straight decided nose, high sharp cheekbones, and thin pinched lips. Her eyes are black. We sit together in a small, bare walled, room on a pair of fold up chairs.
I frown. “You mean off?”
“No. I mean on. During the war
Red vs. Blue: Valentine's Day“So when I finally see her again, I think I've narrowed my lines down to like two options, okay? Here they are: One, hey there Carolina, if I said I liked your armor, would you hold it against me? Or two-“Red vs. Blue: Valentine's Day3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“York, please focus.”
“What? Pickup lines are important. Did I ever tell you about how we met? See, I was out one night with my buddies...they abandoned me at some ridiculous nightclub; I think it was called Errera. So I'm just sitting there at the bar bored out of my skull, and I'm flicking this lighter off and on. Then from out of nowhere, she walks up and just grabs the lighter, right out of my hands, and she goes...”
The recording cuts out.
“You want me to play it again?” Church asks quietly, appearing as hologram on the bar, looking at the red-haired freelancer sitting in front of him, leaning on the bar. The bar is quiet, with an atmosphere of melanc
BreakCT stared intently at what now remained of Wash's ceramic cat statue, as if her will alone would undo the damage. When that failed, she knelt down beside the broken remnants and carefully scooped the pieces into her hand, biting her lip in concentration. All the while, the real cat observed her from the couch, offering moral support. After she finished cleaning up the remainder of the mess, she placed the broken pieces into an envelope, slipping it into her coat pocket. She pulled on her boots, quickly explained the situation to the cat (so he would not be troubled by her sudden disappearance), and left the house, locking the door behind her.Break3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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She waited patiently at the front desk for someone to respond to her call for assistance. When no one came, she rang the bell a few more times and thought she heard a thud and a muttered curse from the adjacent room. A few seconds later, a woman appeared, smiling as she approached. CT noted that a new bruise was forming ju
RvB: Fix You"I like fixing things."RvB: Fix You4 years ago in Romance More Like This
York had told her that once. She had walked into his room, intending to ask the tan freelancer about the training schedule, only to find him fiddling with an ancient looking silver pocket watch. He barely glanced up at her, so focused on his project that he almost missed her inquiry. "It's been in my family for generations." He explained. "Dad gave it to me when I joined the army. But it's still pretty old, so it breaks a lot."
"Why don't you just get a new watch?" she had asked, leaning against the door frame. "I'm sure there's a thousand out there that are much better." York stared at her for a long moment, realizing by the way she tipped her head in bewilderment that she just didn't understand. So he simply sighed and offered her an almost pitying smile.
"Some things are just worth fixing Carolina."
Carolina didn't know why those words stuck with her. During training, on missions, in the halfway point between consciousness and dreams, they would somehow glide
My Heart, Your Light CH 1- I want to do right; but not right now.My Heart, Your Light CH 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
That was Lux's answer to her older brother, who was now staring at her with an I-can't-believe-you-just-said-that expression.
- So - Garen started, taking a deep breath. You are telling me you refused Prince Jarvan's marriage propose because ?
- Because I'm not ready. And because I don't love him.
- Since when that matters? He's the prince! You should feel honored and accept it without even giving it a second thought!
- Well, it matters to me, thank you very much. Besides I don't even know why you even are bothering that much to try and make me say yes to Prince Jarvan I mean, I thought you wanted to protect your little sister - She started to pout lightly; Garen just raised an eyebrow.
- Of course I want to protect you. And that's why I'm saying you should marry him.
- Garen You know what happens after a wedding right?
- The married couple takes a trip alone called honeymoon. What about it?
- Think with
Harry Potter AnalysisThe wonderful world of Harry Potter has touched countless lives upon its release. It contains many colorful elements from magic and fantasy to fighting bald snake people with little wooden sticks. Yet at the same time, despite touching so many countless lives, the ever-popular series has not been without its fair share of criticism, a large portion of which may not have been completely unfounded. Harry Potter has been said to promote more than a few more shady practices. It wouldn't hurt to explore and prod some of them in scholarly analysis.Harry Potter Analysis5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Let us take, for example, the most prevalent example in the HP wizarding world. Wands. Harry Potter and friends often use their wands to solve problems and, more often than not, create quite a few of them. HP, Ron, and Draco are constantly seen "whipping them out" and "waving them around," despite the fact many teachers advise most of the Hogwarts students against doing so. This could function as a sort of subliminal nod to boyhood fasc
A hole in the heartThe back alley where she sat was damp and dirty. The air was heavy and moist and there was barely any light. A typical day in Noxus, she thought. After all, the city was not renowned for its sunny gardens and fresh air. She was sitting there, on what supposedly was a bench, sharpening her blades. She did have a lot of them, they were even part of her outfit. The sharp, screeching sound of steel filled the air around her and the puny excuse for wind transferred it past her long red hair. Her hair was falling freely upon her shoulders, all the way to her waist, as usual. She seemed concentrated and devoted to what she was doing until she suddenly stopped and said, without moving her head, with voice so calm and chilling it would freeze the Purgatory itself:A hole in the heart4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
- What do you wan, Warwick?
The heavy breathing of someone near her was in rhythm with the knives as she resumed sharpening them. She still hadn't lifted her head up to face her companion.
- There is a new assignment for you, Katarina
Spanish Are Dancers(SpainxReader Oneshot)Antonio sat on his porch and sipped intently on a glass of red wine, much like he would do any other hot afternoon. But, this particular afternoon was special for you were at his home. You took chaste sips of your red wine and enjoyed the feel of the Spaniards near playful green eyes on your body.Spanish Are Dancers(SpainxReader Oneshot)4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Your home is so beautiful.. I'm so jealous." You said in a voice just above a whisper.
The passionate male beamed at your compliment before swiftly replying flirtingly, "Gracias mi amor ! But you are much more beautiful~."
You shot him a playful glare before looking down at the red liquid in your wine glass. You gave it a twirl before saying, "You lying Spaniard."
He chuckled as he scooted towards you with easy movement. Some of your (_h/c_) was tossed over your shoulder as hot lips came in soft contact with your neck. "Never," Another kiss to the neck was sent your way, "Would I lie about that~!"
You were sent into a giggle fit as he dug his face into your neck swee
Clumsy: Italy X ReaderClumsy: Italy X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
'First time when I saw your eyes
Boy you looked right through me, hm hm
Play it cool, but I knew you knew
That cupid hit me, hm hm'
It was your first day of high school at Hetalia high. Just moved into town, in a new house, with new friends, and pretty much, new everything. Your dad dropped you off in front of the huge building, and you jumped out, slipping your headphones on and listening to some loud music as you walked up the stairs. People stared, how could they not? You were a new face, a pretty one at that, but you weren’t one to be shy about stuff like that. You let the pairs of eyes burn through you as you strode up the steps to the front entrance.
“______! Hey!" Someone called from behind you. It was your next door neighbor, Eliza. You turned around and gave her a warm smile. You talked for a while as you walked past the soccer field to get to the the science building. Just for a second your attention turned to the group of boys on the field and to your unfort
Drunken Confession [Drunk!Prussia x Reader]Drunken Confession [Drunk!Prussia x Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were studying for that dreaded test that everyone in your Mathematics class was worried about. It was supposed to be very difficult, and you decided that it was mandatory for you to at least brush up on some lessons that you were worried about.
Since when did math start including the alphabet too?
Resisting the urge to pull your hair out in frustration, you took a deep breath and absentmindedly glanced at the digital clock sitting to the side next to you. The numbers 9:45 PM glared back at you, as if taunting you with the gloomy fact that you may have to pull an all-nighter.
Your cell phone began ringing just as you were about to make the final decision to throw your book out and burn it. Surprised, you momentarily wondered who in their right mind would call you at almost 10 at night. Probably someone with mental issues.
Taking a look at the name that flashed back at you, you grimaced.
Norway x Reader ~Spellstruck~Norway x Reader ~Spellstruck~3 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was cold, dark, and lonely. It had been a simple mistake. It was rare to see rabbits out of their winter burrows, and in your excitement, you had chased after it hoping you could catch it and show it to your parents.
Unfortunately, not only had you lost sight of the cleverly camouflaged creature in the blanket of snow, but you had gotten lost, yourself. Everything looked the same out here. There were no visible landmarks and no one out here to find you. You had gone far out of hearing range, and your throat already hurt from screaming for your mother. You would have cried, but your nose stung from the frost and your energy was completely drained.
“I’m going to die out here,” you sniffed. “I’m never going to see Mommy or Daddy again.”
“Child, what are you doing here?”
You gasped and looked up. There, kneeling in front of you, was a young man clothed with nothing more than a light tunic and a thin pair of pants—he was
NordicsxSick!Reader - RecoveryNordicsxSick!Reader - Recovery2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Of all the bugs I could’ve gotten,” _____ grumbled quietly, putting her arm over her eyes, “it just had to be this kind.”
“Don’t worry, _____,” said Tino as he patted her shoulder. “You’ll get better soon.”
“Yeah,” added Mathias, who was sitting on the other couch next to Lukas and Emil. “You’re gonna be running around on your feet again in no time.”
“Shh!” _____ hissed sharply before letting out a pained moan. “Stop talking so loud.”
Mathias blinked in confusion, certain that he wasn’t talking at such a high volume, then furrowed his brows at her. “You okay, _____? Need something?”
“Would you like to go up to your bed?” said Tino softly.
_____ nodded, slowly pushing herself up from her position on the couch, and got to her bare feet. She suddenly began to shake, her head spinning and a crawling sensation going up her esophagus. S
Say It (Spain x Reader)Say It (Spain x Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Four hours. You were breathing so hard it felt like a mallet in the back with each exhale. You had come over to Spain's house, as you often did, to practice dancing and hang with one of your best friends, him.
He looked over at you, and grinned. Bastard. His breathing was hard, but he obviously wasn't nearly as tired out from the exhausting dance the both of you had been working on for the last 240 minutes.
"Here." Spain said cheekily, offering you a water bottle. "Have a drink".You caught your breath. The light caught his hair making it shine. His cheeks were flushed, and his long, drool worthy body stretched out elegantly. You'd seen that same body dance, and shivered at the thought.
Reminding yourself to come back down to earth, you snatched it, and drank the entire thing down in one gulp. Spain looked impressed.
"Wow, your freaky good at swallowing things." he said. You didn't know whether to faint or face palm. Was he trying to be dirty, or were you just reading it wro
I Don't Need YouI Don’t Need YouI Don't Need You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to admit that I don’t need you.
I’m not going to tell you I’d die without you,
That you’re like water, or shelter or food.
I’m sure I could get on fine without you.
Got on fine before.
The truth is I don’t need you.
And I hope I never do.
I don’t need you like lungs needs oxygen,
and I’m not addicted to you; you’re not a drug.
I wouldn’t bleed out if you were ripped away,
You’re not some essential organ.
You’re not here to maintain me, sustain me, or keep me alive.
But the truth is I want you.
And I hope I always do.
I want you the way astronauts want the stars,
And sailors long for the sea.
Because wanting is choosing,
and needing is greedy,
And believe me when I tell you I want you
With all of my heart.
The truth is I want everything about you,
I want every little thing.
I want to ruffle the curly hair you sometimes hate,
And kiss the nose you say looks too big in photographs.